that struck me as such
I shall not live without them.
،êôئøº òڳðº ،ðô نðóÄ ئڻ ðóôè
،êôئëئp òp ðÀديھ ،êôÇ êóڱÇ òèÇئ
.ري ن ا ºئÂìي íë آ̈ ́ ڳئئêô، ́ ئر òº ðî
( 1 داμÇئن ،òæèرا ÄÇ)
The ascetics making piles of ego
set a beacon of them
By blowing horns they wipe out the “self”
Those who make me survive
I can live not without them.
، آرام íë òm،ا ºئ، ن ا آÇڳ ðôÈj
́ éئم، òº êôì ́ آôîئن، ò{ Äìô
.ري نِ ا ôºئÂìي íë آئðن ، èئ́ ئم ðô òp ن ðè
( 1 داμÇئن ،òæèرا ÄÇ)
While sighting their abode, I have no rest
I am enchanted by their musical instrument
For me it is a funeral hymn
I can live not without them.
،êmا وîئ د ا ºئ، ن ا آÇڳ ðôÈj
،êÇ íë ́ ئن Íب¼ ºئ، êójئ Äـìô
.ري ن ا ôºئÂìي íë آ̈ ،êîر íï»ìè رائò òº
( 1 داμÇئن ،òæèرا ÄÇ)
While sighting their abode