بُلّھے شاہBULLEH SHAHTHE LIVING VERSE
FROM THE WORDS OF BULLEH SHAH

Tāñgh māhī dī jalīāñ

Burning with longing for my beloved

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Longing for my love consumes me.

तांघ माही दी जलियां,

Daily I stand and send the crows flying.

नित्त काग उडावां खलियां ।

No coin to my name, yet I yearn for the farther bank.

कउडी दमड़े पल्ले ना काई, पार वंञन नूं मैं सधराई,

No boatman knows me; I plead in madness.

नाल मलाहां दे नहीं आशनाई, झेड़ा करां वलल्लियां ।

Longing for my love consumes me.

तांघ माही दी जलियां ।

The cruel river roars, its whirlpools heaving.

नै चन्दल दे शोर किनारे, घुंमन घेर विच ठाठां मारे,

The strong have drowned. I cry, and they call me mad.

डुब्ब डुब्ब मोए भारे, जे शोर करां तां झल्लियां ।

Longing for my love consumes me.

तांघ माही दी जलियां ।

Deep are its snares; swimmers go under.

नै चन्दल दे डूंघे पाहे, तारू गोते खांदे आहे,

My beloved lad has crossed; I linger here alone.

माही मुंडे पार सिधाए, मैं केवल रहियां कल्लियां ।

Longing for my love consumes me.

तांघ माही दी जलियां ।

Across its rushing channels I watch for my love.

नै चन्दल दियां तारू फाटां, खली उडीकां माही दियां वाटां,

His love has struck; my crying melts me away.

इश्क माही दे लाईआं चाटां, जे कूकां तां मैं गलियां ।

Longing for my love consumes me.

तांघ माही दी जलियां ।

Beyond Chenab lie woods where fierce beasts prowl.

पार झनायों जंगल बेले, ओथे खूनी शेर बघेले,

God, bring him soon; this waiting wears me away.

झब्ब रब्ब मैनूं माही मेले, मैं एस फिकर विच गलियां ।

Longing for my love consumes me.

तांघ माही दी जलियां ।

Midnight stars descend, one following another.

अद्धी रात लटकदे तारे, इक लटके इक लटकणहारे,

I rose and came to the bank; now I wait to cross.

मैं उट्ठ आई नदी किनारे, हुन पार लंघन नूं खलियां ।

Longing for my love consumes me.

तांघ माही दी जलियां ।

I cannot swim, have no pole, no oar, no raft.

मैं मनतारू सार की जाणां, वंझ चप्पा ना तुल्हा पुराणा,

No footing in the whirl; in tears I test its depths.

घुंमन घेर ना टांग टिकाणा, रो रो फाटां तलियां ।

Longing for my love consumes me.

तांघ माही दी जलियां ।

Let Him come home, Bullah; then my finery brings joy.

बुल्ल्हा शहु घर मेरे आवे, हार शिंगार मेरे मन भावे,

Crown and brow-mark shine; His glance makes me blessed.

मूंह मुकट मत्थे तिलक लगावे, जे वेखे तां मैं भलियां ।

Longing for my love consumes me.

तांघ माही दी जलियां,

Daily I stand and send the crows flying.

नित्त काग उडावां खलियां ।

بلھے شاہ
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