"Dushman maray tay khushi na kariye, sajnaan vi marr jaana
Deegar tay din hoya Muhammad, tay orukh noo doob jaaraan"
Do not be pleased if our enemies were to die, Our Beloveds too will go deaths way.
After sunset, comes the day oh Muhammad (Baksh), and the lifeless will drown
Jis dil andar ishq na rachda kuttey us tin changay
Malik day ghar rakhii karday, saavay phukaay nangaay
Whos hearts have no love, dogs are better than them
For they guard their masters house, alone, hungry and naked
Neechan di ashnayi kolon, fez kisey na paaya
Kikar tey anguur charaya, tey har guccha zakhmaya
For the love of Low, no one has gained
On a tree, grew grapes, and every bunch stained
Translations by myself.
Hazrat Mian Mohammad Baksh
The Rumi of Kashmir
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