Dard-E-Dil dard-e-jigar dil mè jagaayaa aapne
Pehle to mài shaayar thaa, aashiq banaayaa aapne
Aapkee madhosh nazrè kar rahee hài shaayaree
Yeh ghazal meree nahèè yeh ghazal hai aapkee
Màine to bas woh likhaa, jo kuchh likhaayaa aapne
Kab kahàà sab kho gayee, jitnee bhee thee parchhaiyàà
Uṭh gayee yaarò kee mehfil ho gayee tanhaiyàà
kya kiyaa shayad koee pardaa giraayaa aapne
Aur thoṛee der mè bas hum judaa ho jaayenge
Aapko ḍhoonḍoongaa kaise raaste kho jaayenge
Naam tak bhee to nahèè apnaa bataayaa aapne
You have awakened a pain in my heart. A pain deep within my heart. Before this, I was a poet, now you have made me a lover.
Your intoxicating glances are creating poetry; this poem is not mine, it is yours. I simply wrote that which you caused me to write.
When and where did everything go, there is only shadows here. All the companions and friends have gone their way and loneliness moved in. What happened? Maybe you have dropped some curtains?
And, in a little while, we will be separated. How will I then search for you? Our paths will be lost. You have not even told me your name
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