Unhe hum rooh se pehchaante hai

Per abhi jaante nahi,

Is dil ke aaeene mein hai jhalakhti

Unkee mohabbat kee parchhaayee,

Per, unke kareeb aanai ki aahat ko hum

Abhi jaanate he nahi.

 

Hawaaye le kar aati hai door say lehrati khooshboo,

Kayee anjaan mausam  kee mehek

Bikherti hui aati hai yeh bahaar,

Per, hai kya in nasheeli hawwaaoo mein shaamil,

Unke badan ki woh khaas mehek

Yeh toe hum abhi jaante nahi.

 

Kabhi, yuhi baithe baithe, hootho pe chaa jaati hai

 Ek pal mein makhmalee muskan,

Jaise kisi ne chupke se iss dil mein

Rakh dee hai, ek pyar ki woh saugaat

Woh saugaat hum sumaite lete hai, per yeh darr jatein hai

Ke, milan ki woh ghadhi hum penchhante hai ki nahi

My soul recognizes his existence

But I do not know him as yet,

In the mirror of my soul

There is a reflection of his love

But whether I will recognize his tread as he nears me

I am still uncertain, I do not know

 

Winds blow from yonder bringing the sweet fragrance

Of many unknown springs;

It sprinkles far and wide the joys of those springs

But whether these intoxicating winds carry with them

That special fragrance of his body

I am unaware, I do not know

 

Oftentimes as I sit solitary, there brushes my mouth

A soft, velvet smile

As if someone has secretly in this heart

Placed a precious gift of love;

But as I gather this gift, I am suddenly afraid

Whether I will recognize that fateful moment of our meeting or not…