Saturday, February 25, 2012

Arziyaan


all the requests, are written on my face
what can i ask from you
you perceive it all yourself

o Lord, lord, lord
my lord
O Lord...

Cracks on my forehead
scars o lord
repair my fortune, my lord

At your door I bow, I perish, I flourish,
Repair my fortunes, oh my Lord..

whoever has come to your door
whoever has come to bow at your feet 
Drunk, in a trance, dancing
he appeared to everyone...

he had come thirsty
 and gone with a river full
drenched in the showers of light
he swam out...
In the showers of light,

O Lord, lord, lord
my lord,
O Lord...


Cracks on my forehead
scars o lord
Repair my fortunes
oh my Lord..
O lord..


whoever has come to your door
whoever has come to bow at your feet 
Drunk, in a trance, dancing
he appeared to everyone...


A fragrance used to come
And I used to roam, lost,
It was a silken illusion
And I used to gape, aghast,
When I came to your street
 I saw the truth...
The fragrance lay within me
you introduced it to me...


O Lord, lord, lord
 my lord,
O Lord...


Cracks on my forehead
scars o lord
Repair my fortunes
oh my Lord..
O lord..


scattering into pieces
I surely know how to (crack and shatter)...

otherwise i can only pray
let me stay at your feet [in prayers]
 i will not go anywhere now

If you abandon me now
I won't be able to recover...


O Lord, lord, lord, 
my lord,
O Lord...


Cracks on my forehead, 
scars o lord
Repair my fortunes, 
oh my Lord..
O lord..


By raising my head,
 how many things had I desired
How many dreams I saw,
what all had I attempted
When you came face to face
When you came face to face,
I wasn't able to look you in the eye
With my head bowed,
in a blink of an eye, ...
With my head bowed,
in a blink of an eye... 
What all did I not receive


O Lord, lord, lord, my lord,
O Lord...


My beloved returned home,
my beloved returned home...

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