Ek laṛkee ko dekhaa to aisaa lagaa
Jaise khiltaa gulaab
Jaise shaayar kaa khwaab
Jaise ujlee kiraṇ
Jaise van mè hiran
Jaise chaandnee raat
Jaise naghme ki baat
Jaise mandir mè ho ek jaltaa diyaa
Ek laṛkee ko dekhaa to aisaa lagaa
Jaise subahò ka roop
Jaise sardee kee dhoop
Jaise veenaa kee taan
Jaise rangò kee jaan
Jaise balkhaaye bel
Jaise lehrò ka khel
Jaise khushboo liye aaye thanḍee havaa
Ho ek ladki ko dekha to aisa laga
Ek laṛkee ko dekhaa to aisaa lagaa
Jaise naachtaa mor
Jaise resham kee dor
Jaise pariyò kaa raag
Jaise sangdal kee aag
Jaise solaa sringaar
Jaise rastee fuhaar
Jaise aahistaa aahistaa baṛtaa nashaa
When I saw this girl, she seemed to me…
Like a blooming rose; like a poet’s dream;
Like a glowing ray of light; like a deer in the forest;
Like a moonlit night; like a soft word;
Like a candle burning in the temple.
When I saw this girl, she seemed to me…
Like the beauty of the morning; like winter sunshine;
Like a note from the lute; like the essence of all color;
Like a twisting vine; like the play of waves;
Like a cool scented wind.
When I saw this girl, she seemed to me…
Like a dancing feather; like a silken thread;
Like a fairy melody; like the fire of sandalwood;
Like the sixteen (traditional) ornaments of beauty; like a refreshing mist;
Like a slowly growing feeling of intoxication.
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