،ارÂóÄô Äان ،òº êóÄj ðÊق اÂìÇ.pڻò ا،pئðن ا،ڳôئن ، óئر نðïôÇ èئن( 2 داμÇئن ðjرب، ÄÇ)With the zeal to meet the Beloved
I roam about as a wanderer
With the hope that the Beloved
may raise his eyes to look at me.
،òº pڻê يÂìæp ،oÇ ́ ئن ا êôpا ê ́ڏک، Ç ôئ ڏور ،êôÇ jئîð}ڳ êóÄj.ôئ ئïìÇ ðÇر êôèئÇ بo، òqôå èئڙêî( 2 داμÇئن ðjرب، ÄÇ)His eyes raised smilingly, console me
A mere smile of the Beloved
relieves me of all sorrows
People assume the leanness of the ascetics
being due to hunger
rather it is due to the travails of separation.
،êóئرïs òïºا êôìº ،êôº rìº !ا÷،êôj §òº ºئئن وóئÄي، ـò Çـ م، Êئل.ئò oÇ ðèن ڏòz ð ́ ،êópا !ڳÄè( 3 داμÇئن بøول، ÄÇ)May they live long under whose patronage I live
May the well not dry up
from which the thirsty drink love
O’ smiling eyes! Whenever I see you I get comfort.