zikr us parivash kaa aur phir bayaan apanaa
zikr us parivash kaa aur phir bayaan apanaa
ban gayaa rakib aakhir thaa jo raajadaan apanaa

mazar ik balandi par aur ham banaa sakate
arsh se idhar hotaa kaash phir makaan apanaa

dard-e-dil khun kab tak jaaun unako dikhalaa dun
ungaliya figaar apani khaamaa khun zakaar apanaa

ham kaha ke daanaa the kis hunar me yakataa the
be-sabab huaa dushman 'gaalib' aasamaan apanaa
be-sabab huaa dushman 'gaalib' aasamaan apanaa

Of her, a vision, then my own tale spun,
Of her, a vision, and my tale begun.
He, the confidante, now the rival stands,
The trusted secret, clutched in hostile hands.

A height attained, a scene we could devise,
If from the heavens, our dwelling could arise.

How long this heart-ache, this blood I've bled,
I'd show them now, these wounds upon my head.
My fingers scarred, my pen a crimson stain,
My words, a lament, a fountain of pain.

What wisdom held, in what art did I bloom?
Without cause, my heaven, a darkened doom.
Without cause, my heaven, a darkened doom.