(Bal-e-Jibril-038) (یہ دیر کہن ہے، عنبر خس و خاشاک) Ye Dair-e-Kuhan Hai, Anbar-e-Khas-o-Khashaak

(Bal-e-Jibril-038) Ye Dair-e-Kuhan Hai, Anbar-e-Khas-o-Khashaak

Ye Dair-E-Kuhan Kya Hai, Anbaar-E-Khas-O-Khashaak
Mushkil Hai Guzar Iss Mein Be-Nala’ay Atishnaak

The ancient fane in which we live has heaps of thorns at every turn;
Too hard to cross it safe and sound without the aid of sighs that burn.

Nakhcheer-E-Mohabbat Ka Qissa Nahin Toolani
Lutf-E-Khalish-E-Paikan, Asoodgi-E-Fatraak

The tale of quarry shot by Love is simple, brief and not too long:
The victim feels the joy of prick and then the rest of saddle thong.

Khoya Kya Jo 'Matlab Haftad Wa Do'-O-Millat Mein
Samjhe Ga Na Tu Jab Taak Be Rang Na Ho Adraak

Haftad Wa Do Millat = Islam Ke 72 Firqe 

The sterling truth to Muslim taught, In feuds of different sects is lost;
How can you catch this truth again, with bias if your mind be fraught?

Ek Sharaa-E-Musalmani, Ek Jazb-E-Musalmani
Hai Jazb-E-Musalani Sirr-E-Falak-Ul-Aflaak

One is the outward form of faith, the other its spirit deep and true:
He, who quaffs its spirits deep, brings secrets hidden to his view.

Ae Rahro-E-Farzana! Be Jazb-E-Musalmani
Ne Rah-E-Amal Paida Ne Shakh-E-Yaqeen Namnaak

O pilgrim wise, If passion strong for faith you lack,
The bough of faith shall whither fast, Obscure and dim become the path.

Ramzain Hain Mohabat Ki Gustakhi-O-Bebaki
Har Shauq Nahin Gustakh, Har Jazb Nahin Bebaak

Courage and valour are the signs by which the state of Love is known:
Not every zeal is pert and rude, Nor daring by ev’ry person shown.

Farig To Na Baithe Ga Mehshar Mein Junoon Mera
Ya Apna Grebaan Chaak Ya Daman-E-Yazdaan Chaak!

On the Day of Judgement too my frenzy will not let me rest:
With Mighty God I shall contend or rend to fragments my own vest.