O Jaanam Tere kyā bāteṇ, har Galī maujūd haiṇ
Aur har dil ke deewāren kaamp rahe haiṇ jazbā se
Oh beloved, your stories are present in every street
And the walls of every heart are trembling with passion
Jab meiṇ koshish kartā hūṇ apnā dil ko sambhālnē
Ik awāz ātē hai kehte yehī asliyat hai
When I try to control my heart
A voice comes and says, 'This is the reality'
Kis roo lok ke dikhao, hairān dekhte haiṇ mujhe
Dūr chashm samajhe haiṇ ṣūfī, pās sar-gardān-e-ishq hai
Which face should I show people, they look at me in amazement
From afar, they think I'm a mystic, but up close, I'm just a captive of love
Yaad E To Jaanan E Jaan, har sanson e saans aap hai
Chand baatein karna aapke, yeh umar qaid milta hai
O beloved of my soul, in every breath you reside
Just a few words with you, and a lifetime's bond is tied
Apne is kām kyūṇ kiyā, sazā-e-zulm tabāhī kī
Ab nacheez aur har āshiq, bā delash mi-andishad
What did you do this for, a punishment of cruelty and destruction?
Now this lowly one (me) and every lover is a prisoner of love
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 4:46 PM UTC
O Jaanam Tere kyā bāteṇ, har Galī maujūd haiṇ
Aur har dil ke deewāren kaamp rahe haiṇ jazbā se
Oh beloved, your stories are present in every street
And the walls of every heart are trembling with passion
Jab meiṇ koshish kartā hūṇ apnā dil ko sambhālnē
Ik awāz ātē hai kehte yehī asliyat hai
When I try to control my heart
A voice comes and says, 'This is the reality'
Kis roo lok ke dikhao, hairān dekhte haiṇ mujhe
Dūr chashm samajhe haiṇ ṣūfī, pās sar-gardān-e-ishq hai
Which face should I show people, they look at me in amazement
From afar, they think I'm a mystic, but up close, I'm just a captive of love
Yaad E To Jaanan E Jaan, har sanson e saans aap hai
Chand baatein karna aapke, yeh umar qaid milta hai
O beloved of my soul, in every breath you reside
Just a few words with you, and a lifetime's bond is tied
Apne is kām kyūṇ kiyā, sazā-e-zulm tabāhī kī
Ab nacheez aur har āshiq, bā delash mi-andishad
What did you do this for, a punishment of cruelty and destruction?
Now this lowly one (me) and every lover is a prisoner of love
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