بُلّھے شاہBULLEH SHAHTHE LIVING VERSE
FROM THE WORDS OF BULLEH SHAH

Tusīñ karo asāḍī kārī

Find a cure for me

Two ways into the same verse. Tap a line to find its echo.

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

How heavy this pain!

केही हो गई वेदन भारी ।

He entered my home and bewitched me.

उह घर मेरे विच आया, उस आ मैनूं भरमाइआ,

Spell or spirit? Ask him the whole truth.

पुच्छो जादू है कि साइआ, उस तों लवो हकीकत सारी ।

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

He lives in my heart, beside me laughing.

ओहो दिल मेरे विच वस्सदा, बैठा नाल असाडे हस्सदा,

I ask, and he flies away like a hawk.

पुच्छां बातां ते उट्ठ नस्सदा, लै बाज़ां वांङ उडारी ।

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

I fell into deep waters, into the mouths of waves.

मैं शहु दरिआवां पईआं, ठाठां लहरां दे मूंह गईआं,

The whirlpool took me; rain and night closed over.

फड़ के घुंमन घेर भवईआं, उपर बरखा रैन अंध्यारी ।

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

O friends, such a spell of Saturn: stars hidden beneath baskets.

सईआं ऐड छनिच्छर चाए, तारे खारिआं हेठ छुपाए,

Grass ropes became snakes: what wondrous spells!

मुंज दियां रस्सियां नाग बणाए, इहनां सेहरां तों बलेहारी ।

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

Kanha's flute pierced my heart.

इह जो मुरली कान्ह वजाई, दिल मेरे नूं चोट लगाई,

Sigh follows sigh; I weep without end.

आह दे नाअरे करदी आही, मैं रोवां ज़ारो ज़ारी ।

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

Mad Love marked its ground and called fierce councils.

इश्क दीवाने लीकां लाईआं, डाढियां घणियां सत्थां पाईआं,

A goat among butchers, I live in dread.

हां मैं बक्करी कोल कसाईआं, रहन्दा सहम हमेशा भारी ।

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

Fierce Love dances even bound within.

इश्क रोहेला नाहीं छप्पदा, अन्दर धरिआ बन्न्हीं नच्चदा,

Give me true news, someone share this grief.

मैनूं द्यु सुनेहुड़ा सच्च दा, मेरी करो कोई ग़मखारी ।

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

What know I of love? My friends press me hard.

मैं की मेहर मुहब्बत जाणां, सईआं करदियां ज़ोर धिङाणा,

What fruit, citron, melon; what healer, what herbs?

गलगल मेवा की हदवाणा, की कोई वैद पसारी ।

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

Her bridegroom is in Bans Bareilly; a broken bough, she is alone.

नौ शौह जिस दा बांस बरेली, टुट्टी डालों रही इकेली,

Friend, friend, she cries. Who will console her?

कूके बेली बेली बेली, उहदी करे कोई दिलदारी ।

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

If I go to Him, Bullah, I shall not return whole.

बुल्ल्हा शौह दे जे मैं जावां, आपना सिर धड़ फेर ना पावां,

There I shall stay; here I have spent life in vain.

ओथे जावां फेर ना आवां, एथे ऐवें उमर गुज़ारी ।

Find me a cure.

तुसीं करो असाडी कारी ।

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