Wednesday, September 21, 2011
گهی خندم گهی گريم گهی افتم گهی خيزم
مسيحا در دلم پيدا و من بيمار می گردم
"No I am not roaming aimlessly around the streets and bazaar,
I am a lover searching for his beloved;
God have mercy on me, I am walking around troubled,
I have done wrong and sinned and am walking around wounded,
I have drunk the wine of desire and am strolling around for the beloved...
Though I may seem drunk I am in my senses."
Qawwali&Translation,Courtesy: Dr. Kalim Irfani
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