roshan jamale yaar se hai
anjuman tamam
dahka hua hai aathishe
gulshita chaman tamam

dekho to chamshme yaar ki
jadu nigahe yaar
behosh ek najar me hui
anjuman tamam
allah re jisme yaar ki
khubi ke khud bakhud
ranginio me dub gaya
pahrahan tamam
roshan jamale yaar se hai
anjuman tamam
dahka hua aathishe
gulshita chaman tamam

From the Beloved's radiant face,
The gathering blooms.
A fire ignites, a burning grace,
The garden consumes.

Gaze into the Beloved's eyes,
Their magic sight, a spell.
A single glance, the world now lies,
Unconscious, where they fell.

Oh, the Beloved's form divine,
Its beauty, self-bestowed.
Lost in hues, a painted shrine,
The garments overflowed.

From the Beloved's radiant face,
The gathering blooms.
A fire ignites, a burning grace,
The garden consumes.