ترے گھر میں جو بُھولے سے کوئی خانہ خراب آیا قیامت…

Did the doomsday come or the youth of that mischief came?
It came, it came, it came, it came, it came proud, it came hijab

I didn't want to happen but I fell in love with her
I didn't want to come but my heart was spoiled on him

Do not look at your nails, look at the mirror
My love, you got a hijab unjustly after my arrival

We are also counted among the lovers now.
You got a big count, you got a big account.

I have to know that my senses and my heart lost me
It's about to come that you will get fascinating, you will get maturity

There is no reluctance, God bless you.
The same answer came in return of the letter.

There are thousands of whispers and I am here when will the morning come
O God, today that ecosystem of wine came.

They robbed someone and came out after killing someone.
There was always a mischief with you.

Do you hide the style of youth by hiding?
Their arts themselves cry, now the youth has come.

If Safi's life is saved, it's enough in his street
If you come alive from there, then understand that you have succeeded.

(Safi Aurangabadi)