O hunter, have mercy, the nightingale is weeping under the scorching sun; here, no one is allowed to torment it.

In this couplet, the poet pleads with the hunter on behalf of a trapped nightingale crying out in the scorching sun. The bulbul serves as an enduring metaphor for the gentle, sensitive lover caught in the cruel grip of circumstances. It is a heartfelt appeal for mercy, reminding the oppressor that causing needless torment to a helpless, innocent soul defies basic humanity.