volo laala royo diluk daag hauvay.....
O love,
as lovely as the tulips in bloom ! Be my guest;
I've kept brimful goblets
of wine for you ! -
And 0, let me show you
my lacerated heart !
How prompt to promise faith,
but how faithless
You have been ! How shall
I tell you
How promptly you forgot
your first love !
Placing at your feet my
life, the only thing I have,
Is now the only way I can
offer you my love.
Else, I will hug you hard,
and with blood gushing out
Of my torn heart, dye you
in crimson guilt.
You have chosen to hide,
but I shall tear my veil,
And you will find my corpse
lying at your door.
Without you, like the
arawal.
I passed my days on thorns,
And the fire of love blighted
me well before autumn came.
O, come and hear me speak
! How else can I reveal
The havoc that love has
wrought in my heart !
Flowers have dyed their
robes bright with my tears.
Where will you dye yours,
beloved, when I am no more ?
O, could I, like
Mahjoor,
compose songs on love's agony,
And implore devotees of
love to pass them on to you !
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