Translation: Let the housewife say what she will, I stole a glance from the eyes of Nizam. His darling face and his charming form I have hidden in the depths of my heart. Let Khusrao perish at the feet of Nizam, I have just sold him a priceless maid [Khusrau himself] Khusrau! It…
Bulleh Shah-My Beloved Reveals Untold Secrets
Behad Ramzan Dasda Mera Dholan Mahi (My beloved reveals untold secrets) Transliteration and Translation Ve Di??? Bhena Dus Mullah Ouh Alif Seedha Kam Khat Aaya O Yaar ??? Hun Des Vataa Hun Ik Wat Aaya Sohna Meem Da Ghunghat Pa Ke Dekh… Ali Haidera Pehle Ahad Si Hun Ahmad Bun…
Amir Khusro in Love
Main To Piya Se Naina Laga Aayi Re Translation: Hey, I’ve just had an affair with my darling, Don’t care what the neighbourhood girls say; Just had an affair with my darling. Oh, his beautiful face, charming like an idol, I’ve just made a place in the bottom of his heart. I, Khusrau, give…
It’s Spring Again!
Amir Khusro wrote several poems about Basant, a pre-Islamic Panjabi/South Asian/Hindu festival celebrating the arrival of spring by flying kites, wearing yellow, carrying yellow flowers. A legend goes that Amir Khusro’s shaykh, Nizamuddin, was mourning the death of his nephew when Amir Khusro came with a whole Basant procession to cheer him up. Chisti Sufis have…
The path to the well is rough…
Two more gems from Amir Khusrau, Bahut kathin and Tori Surat: Bahut kathin Translation: The path to the well is too rough How can I fill my pitcher? When I went to fill my pitcher with water In my rush, I broke my pot. Khusro has given his whole life to you, O Nizam. Would you…
Every night, every day
https://vimeo.com/70399018 Lyrics and Translation Har shab manam futada, Ba girde sarai e tou Har roz ah o nala kunam az barai e tou Every night have I fallen, around the circle of Thy tavern every day, do I wail and cry, in yearning of Thee Jana ba iin shakista dil-bewafa ma shou Umre…
You make me forget myself…
Amir Khusro Translation: I dressed myself up to go see my Love but when I saw him, I forgot myself you robbed me of everything when our eyes met You made me drink love’s elixir and I got drunk when our eyes met My fair arms with green bangles you took by the…
Don’t ignore my sorry state
One of the most popular of Amir Khusrau’s ghazal’s this poem features lines of alternating Persian and Hindavi: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cGp6kSGc3Ck Translation: Do not ignore my sorry state She rolls her eyes and makes excuses For I cannot bear this separation Why won’t she take me in her arms? Long like curls are the nights of…
It is love, so surrender
Ibn al-Fāriḍ Translation: It is love, so surrender your body—passion is not easy One stricken by it would not choose it, had he reason So live without it, for love’s ease is hard it’s beginning is sickness, and its end is death But for me, dying in love longingly for the one I love, is…
The River of Love
One of the most popular and beautiful verses of the wonderful Amir Khusrau… Khusrau darya prem ka, ulti wa ki dhaar, Jo utra so doob gaya, jo dooba so paar. Oh Khusrau, the river of love Runs in strange ways. One who enters it drowns, And one who drowns, gets across. it is popularly performed alongside…