،يÄ íë ـÄ Íـ،ـبـ ران ðÇ ، ـ³ِmـ íë òî،ر mــμـ،ـÄ.òæïºو ðô وóڳئڻð ، ³ë Çئري Çڳ( 1 داμÇئن رپ، ÄÇ)My mind does not stay cheerful
and is not patient due to agony
Remembering the Beloved
it becomes crazy in sadness.
Çئرóئ، ئ»ìïìj Çڳ ،êópا ڻِ jـ ا،ڄ،ê íë بÆ ون Âë بð ن، ðº ڳðڙêî ́ ئن ڳêæòïå íë ڏôzئòِ. ðåכ ،êóÄj ـ،Çـِ يÂìÇ
( 1 داμÇئن ،يìÇ بÄوو ÄÇ)Today too my eyes sought their Beloved
The tears stop not from my cheeks
The yearning for the Beloved
would subside not by beholding the masses.
،يÄ نðô ́÷ يÂìÈå ،êïëئ òëئ ئ êئôºداêïë، òº óÄjئن درد اوòμm، jـئò اòm.ئنـï Çئèـ òp êôئìî ر ðÇ }ئêïë؟ ـíï ـ ڏëئêô !وó( 1 داμÇئن ،يìÇ بÄوو ÄÇ)Like a stalk cries when it is cut
similar cry comes out suddenly from myself
on separation from the Beloved
O’ physician! Why do you brand my arm
whereas the pain is in my soul?