اے غمِ دل کيا کروں، اے وحشت ِ دل کيا کروں – اسرار …

The night of the city and I'm wandering around unnecessarily.
Wandering on the shining roads
It's a stranger's town, how long should I roam around in the homeless
O grief of heart, what should I do, O wild heart, what should I do?

Like a chain in the way of shining shirts.
Beautiful picture of the day in the hands of the night
On my chest but like a moving arms
O grief of heart, what should I do, O wild heart, what should I do?

This is the shadow spread in the sky, the net of stars on the sky.
Like the picture of Sufi, like the thought of a lover
Ah, but who knows who understands the condition of Ji
O grief of heart, what should I do, O wild heart, what should I do?

Lmao at night she says walk in the box
Then walk in the cashew of a Shahnaz Lala.
If this is not possible, then walk in the desert my friend
O grief of heart, what should I do, O wild heart, what should I do?

It's not my habit to breath by stopping on the way
Go back, not my nature
It's not luck to find someone like me
O grief of heart, what should I do, O wild heart, what should I do?

That yellow moon came out of the custody of a palace
Like the turban of Mullah, like the book of Baniya
Like the youth of a poor, like the youth of a widow.
O grief of heart, what should I do, O wild heart, what should I do?

Muflsi and these are manifestations in front of sight
Hundreds of Genghis and Nadir are in front of sight
Hundreds of Sultan and Jaber are in front of sight
O grief of heart, what should I do, O wild heart, what should I do?