Nī kuṭīchal merā nāñ
They call me the wayward one
Two ways into the same verse. Tap a line to find its echo.
The mullah taught; I never passed love's first letter.
मुल्लां मैनूं सबक पढ़ाइआ, अलफों अग्गे कुझ्झ ना आया,
His shoes struck me: Wayward, they named me.
उस दियां जुत्तियां खांदी सां, नी कुटीचल मेरा नां ।
Our eyes met, and all my friends turned on me.
किवें किवें दो अक्खियां लाईआं, रल के सईआं मारन आईआं,
My parents joined them: Wayward, they named me.
नाले मारे बाबल मां, नी कुटीचल मेरा नां ।
No welcome with my in-laws, no shelter among kin.
साहवरे सानूं वड़न ना देंदे, नानक दादक घरों कढेंदे,
My childhood home shuts its door: Wayward, they name me.
मेरा पेके नहीउं थां, नी कुटीचल मेरा नां ।
They beat me for the lesson; he will not release me untaught.
पढ़न सेती सभ मारन आहीं, बिनां पढ़िआं हुन छड्डदा नाहीं,
Where can I turn, sister, branded wayward everywhere?
नी मैं मुड़के कित वल्ल जां, नी कुटीचल मेरा नां ।
Bullah, feel a little of what the beloved has done to me.
बुल्ल्हा शहु की लाई मैनूं, मत कुझ लग्गे उह ही तैनूं,
Then you will judge me justly, the one they call wayward.
तद करेंगा तूं न्यां, नी कुटीचल मेरा नां ।