Nami Danam Che Manzil

 

نمی دانم چہ منزل بود شب جائے کہ من بودم

بہر سو رقص بسمل بود شب جائے کہ من بودم

پری پیکر نگاری، سرو قد، لالہ رخساری

سراپا آفت دل بود شب جائے کہ من بودم

رقیباں گوش بر آواز، او در ناز، من ترساں

سخن گفتن، چہ مشکل بود شب جائے کہ من بودم

خدا خود میر مجلس بود اندر لامکاں خسرو

محمد شمع محفل بود شب جائے کہ من بودم

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Nami Danam Che Manzil Bood Shab Jaye Ke Man Boodam

Baharsu raqs e bismil bood shab jaye ke mann boodam

I wonder what was the place where I was last night,

All around me were half slaughtered victims of love, tossing about in agony

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Pari paikar nigaare, sarw qadde, laala rukhsare

Sarapa aafat e dil bood shab jaye ki mann boodam

There was a nymph like beloved with cypress like form and tulip like face

Ruthlessly playing havoc with the hearts of the lovers

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Raqeeban Gosh barr awaaz, au dar naaz, mann tarsaan

Sukhan guftan, chey mushkil bood, shab jaye ke mann boodam

The enemies were ready to respond , He was attracting, I was dreading

It was too difficult to speak out there where I was last night

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Khuda khud meer e majlis bood andar laamakan Khusrau

Muhammad shamme mehfil bood shab jaay ki mann boodam

Allah himself was the master of ceremonies in that heavenly court,

oh Khusrau, where the face of the Prophet too was shedding light

like a candle

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