dil tambalaavaan jalva haavaan......

O spring ! you are back again

With your ravishing beauty, stirring

Fading memories, waking up

Slumbering souls, unveiling

The essence of life, teaching belles

Seductive arts, helping men cease

Grieving over grievances foregone,

Breathing life into those who are dead,

And restoring damp souls to normal shape.

A new force in the music of flutes and fountains

Amazes those roused from slumber.

Buds burst open, displaying their charms,

And the bulbuls' hearts burst with ecstasy.

Streams and waterfalls are blest

With new instruments, which they now tune

To play the music of love.

You have come with a toast to the health

Of the love-sick, dust-laden yemberzal.

It's your day, O spring ! The flowers pay

Homage to you. Your comand will be obeyed.

Seeing you, the dumb have regained their speech,

And both buds and hearts have bloomed.

You came, a bridegroom with charming grace and gait,

And torches of love blazed bright all the way.

Though above all colour, you bring so many,

And gift them to different flower beds.

Caves, mosques and temples receive your light,

And subs and sadhus your ecstasy.

Your arrival made Mahjoor's garden bloom

With your special gift of perennial flowers !

JOIN US