Tan main yaar daa
shaihar banaaiaa,
Dil wich khaas mahallaa hoo.
Dil wich khaas mahallaa hoo.
Aan alif dil vasson
keetee,
Hoee khoob tasallaa hoo.
Hoee khoob tasallaa hoo.
Sab kujh mainoon piaa
suneeve,
Jo bole maasawaa allaah hoo.
Jo bole maasawaa allaah hoo.
Dardmandaan eh ramz
pachhaatee,
Bedardaan sir khallaa hoo.
Bedardaan sir khallaa hoo.
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For my friend I made my body into a
city,
Where I built for him a special home in my heart.
Where I built for him a special home in my heart.
When the one Lord took abode in it,
I was blessed with profound peace.
I was blessed with profound peace.
I now hear his Voice echoing in
everything,
Even in voices other than his own.*
Even in voices other than his own.*
Only those who suffer the pangs of
love,
Can realize this divine secret;
Others will be rebuffed from the Lord’s court.
*
(God’s own voice is the holy Word or Kalma, which is too subtle a sound to be perceived externally. But once that Kalma is realized within, its pervasiveness becomes manifest in everything – even in the grosser sounds of the Creation).
Can realize this divine secret;
Others will be rebuffed from the Lord’s court.
*
(God’s own voice is the holy Word or Kalma, which is too subtle a sound to be perceived externally. But once that Kalma is realized within, its pervasiveness becomes manifest in everything – even in the grosser sounds of the Creation).
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