بُلّھے شاہBULLEH SHAHTHE LIVING VERSE
FROM THE WORDS OF BULLEH SHAH

Main Udikan Kar Rahi

I Keep Waiting for Your Visit

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I asked you for a word.

मैं जो तैनूं आख्या कोई घल्ल सुनेहड़ा ।

My eyes became your bed, my heart your home.

चशमां सेज विछाईआं दिल कीता डेरा ।

My Shah Inayat comes, swaying as he walks.

लटक चलेंदा आंवदा शाह इनायत मेरा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

Who will go and tell him?

उह अजेहा कौन है जा आखे जेहड़ा ।

What wrong is mine? I belong to you.

मैं विच की तकसीर है मैं बरदा तेरा ।

Who else is mine? Do not undo my heart.

तैं बाझों मेरा कौन है दिल ढा ना मेरा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

Bracelets, bangles, colours at my throat—

दसत कंगन बाहीं चूड़ियां गल नौरंग चोला ।

my love has made an uproar of this wandering soul.

माही मैनूं कर गिआ कोई रावल रौला ।

Earth and water sigh; my heart lies like a stone.

जल थल आहीं मारदियां दिल पत्थर मेरा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

Vermilion crowns your hair; how bright your crimson robe!

क्या तेरी मांग संधूर भरी सोहे रतड़ा चोला ।

Like Sammi I cry aloud: “Dhola, my love, my love!”

पई वांग समीं मैं कूकदी कर ढोला ढोला ।

Pains without number ring me like a thorn fence.

अणगिणवें सूलां पा लिआ सूलां दा खेरा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

I thought grief lived with me alone; it fills so many homes.

मैं जाता दुक्ख घर आपने दुक्ख पै घर कईआं ।

Fire touched each head; each one leapt beneath it.

जेहा सिर सिर भांबड़ भड़क्या सभ टप्पदियां गईआं ।

Now the flame has found me; all my arguments fall still.

हुन आण पई सिर आपने सभ चुक्क गिआ झेड़ा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

Those cherished in marriage are honoured in childhood's home.

जेहड़ियां साहवरे मत्तियां सोई पेके होवन ।

Those loved by their husbands rest upon the bridal bed.

शहु जिन्हां दे कायल ए चढ़ सेजे सोवन ।

Where the husband's voice is absent, the courtyard stands empty.

जिस घर कौंत ना बोलिआ सोई खाली वेढ़ा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

I searched the town—who will carry my message?

मैं ढूंड शहर भालिआ घल्लां कासद केहड़ा ।

Now I enter love's palanquin; my heart beats hard.

हुन चढ़ियां डोली प्रेम दी दिल धड़के मेरा ।

Beloved Muhammad of Arabia, hold my hand.

दिलदार मुहंमद आरबी हत्थ पकड़ीं मेरा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

The first step down: my resting place is Sirat's bridge.

पहली पउड़ी उतरी पुल-सराते डेरा ।

Let pilgrims go to Mecca; let me behold your face.

हाजी मक्के जाहुन मैं मुक्ख वेखां तेरा ।

Come, Inayat Qadiri—my heart calls for you.

आ इनायत कादरी दिल चाहे मेरा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

The year's first night: my heart is full of fear.

पहली रात है साल दी दिल खौफ़े मेरा ।

A deep grave opens; its narrow niche becomes my home.

डूंघी गोर कढेंद्या होया लहदों डेरा ।

The first knot opens; my face is turned toward the Kaaba.

पहला बन्द खोल्हद्यां मूंह काअबे मेरा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

The Messenger calls; my flower opens.

मिली है बांग रसूल दी फुल्ल खिड़्या मेरा ।

Always at your service: I am here for you.

सदा होया मैं हाज़री हां हाज़र तेरा ।

Each moment in your presence is my bow in prayer.

हर पल तेरी हाज़री इहो सजदा मेरा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

Bulleh, flames for love leap in the chest.

बुल्ल्हा भड़कन शहु लई सीने विच भाहीं ।

Love's road is hard; its distance does not lessen.

औखा पैंडा प्रेम दा सो घटदा नाहीं ।

Strife batters the heart; its blows fall on my head.

पै धक्के दिल विच झेड़ दे सिर धाईं बेरा ।

I wait and wait; come to me once.

मैं उडीकां कर रही कदी आ कर फेरा ।

بلھے شاہ
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