Microsoft Word - Shah_Final

The seekers are always happy

for what ever is their fate.

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ن، ðº بÄôاڳêô ـðن ـôـبئîـِ ،—ـ،ـê بـ،ـ’،כ، ـò

،èـ،ـnـ،ـê ِ ́ ـ،ـêِ èـ،ـ„ò îـ،ـ„ـ،ـ’ا، ـðôنـ˜ôÇِ í ́ ðæî

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.۾ ºئن åڳò ºـ،ـ’، ـðن èـ ،Çـ،ـìئêôÇ ـø

( 5 داμÇئن ،òæ˜èرا ÄÇ)

The fires of the ascetics flare up at dawn

Let us feel the heat of that fire (of Love)

A peg of love from these devotees

has struck my heart,

—بئب، ƒôئ ـòÈ —ـ ل¦، ھêóÄj òèئp òèئÇ

، ·ðاب ê ́ و’ï ́ ،òp ڏوه، ڏêÇ و’ïº

، آب êôpا ï»ìèئن sئڏئðن، ار́ ò او́ êô

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òp؟ ê ́ êôـ jـ êئô— نð ́ ðºاب، ذات Çـ،ـÂìو

( 5 داμÇئن ،òæ˜èرا ÄÇ)

The ascetics have annihilated

and roasted themselves for their Beloved

They neither care for sin

nor do they look for virtue

They shed bloody tears from their eyes

How would you ask them

about their caste and creed?