Ghazal
گھڑیالی دیو نکال نی
This ghazal is a romantic piece where the heroine describes the atmosphere of her home and the colors of her love. She expresses her longing for her beloved's arrival and the feelings of love, urging him to hear the secrets of her heart.
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1
گھڑیالی دیو نکال نی
اج پی گھر آئے نکال نی
The torch was lit, the journey began,
Today, the home is lit, the journey began.
The torch was lit, the journey began,
Today, the home is lit, the journey began.
2
گھڑی گھڑی گھڑیال بجاوے
رَین وصال دی پیا گھٹاوے
میرے من دی بات جے پاوے
ہتھوں چَھٹے گھڑیال نی
House by house, the ghareyal plays its tune,
The rain's gentle whisper, the lover's cloud.
If it could just hear the words of my heart,
It would play the ghareyal with its hands.
House by house, the ghareyal plays its tune; the rain's gentle whisper, the lover's cloud. If it could hear the words of my heart, it would play the ghareyal with its hands.
3
انہد واجا وجے سہانا
مطرب سُگھڑا تان ترانا
بھلّ گیا صوم، صلوٰۃ، دوگانہ
مدھ پیالہ دین کلال نی
The curtain falls, oh beautiful one,
The heart's sweet yearning, oh beautiful one.
The good times, the pleasures, and the joy,
Are all a passing dream, my dear.
The curtain falls, oh beautiful one,
The heart's sweet yearning, oh beautiful one.
The good times, the pleasures, and the joy,
Are all a passing dream, my dear.
4
دکھ دلدر اُٹھ گیا سارا
مکھ ویکھاں تے عجب نظارا
رَین وڈھی کجھ کرو پسارا
دن اگے دھرو دیوال نی
My beloved's sorrow has departed entirely,
Seeing your face is a marvelous sight.
Increase the rain, do something for me,
Or else, keep your promise forever.
My beloved's sorrow has departed entirely; seeing your face is a marvelous sight. Increase the rain, do something for me, or else, keep your promise forever.
5
ٹونے کمن کیتے بتیرے
سہرے آئے وڈے ودیرے
تاں جانی گھر آیا میرے
رہن لکھ ورھے اِس نال نی
The sweet cage of your speech, a beautiful art,
Like a grand, wandering story, it came to my heart.
My beloved, when I finally returned home to you,
I realized that my life's path was not meant for you.
The sweet cage of your speech, a beautiful art, like a grand, wandering story, came to my heart. My beloved, when I finally returned home to you, I realized that my life's path was not meant for you.
6
بلھے شاہ دی سیج پیاری
نی میں تار نہارے تاری
کیویں کیویں میری آئی واری
ہُن وچھڑن ہویا محال نی
Bulleya Shah's lovely/beautiful way,
Not my longing for your gentle grace.
The songs that used to bring me joy and care,
In this separation, they are not the same.
Bulleya Shah's lovely way, not my yearning for your grace. The songs that used to bring me joy, in this separation, are not the same.
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