.آôîئن òîóو ورíî Çئر،، íïå !Çڳ آ§( 2 داμÇئن رپ، ÄÇ)The clouds are in my head
rain stops not from my eyes
Last night the remembrance of my Beloved
yanked very much in my heart
O’ darling! Come to attend me
as I am overtaken by the sorrows.
،çsآ ºئ êôpا !êóÄkÇ م،، ¦÷ ́ ئن ن ðèو،îـ،ـç،،ِíî÷ وòÇ ،êئôº êïìôè øèر Äيôئِ. ڏور ºئ êïìóڏ ،çÜ ن ðè ڏòz ð ́
( 2 داμÇئن آÇئ، ÄÇ)O’ Beloved! Remove not your eyes from me
Like the monsoon rains wash off all my misgivings
Sorrows of several days vanish on seeing you.
وس، ئò يِو،ڌ ه،ِ
رِ
و ۾، ÆóدÄj óÄjئن يِ
ر،Æs ïëئرêó sئم نðô ،òº êóÄj jئر اðôpن.ÀبÄون آڻò ن ðº ھêôp ڏس، jئëي ڏÂìóا( 1 داμÇئن ðjرب، ÄÇ)With the Beloved away in a far off land
my agony has reached its peak
The eyes are looking to the paths
leading to the Beloved’s village
Foot messengers would bring the good news