Bekhud kiye dete hain lyrics

Naat Lyrics In Roman Urdu

Bekhud Kiye Dete Hain

They make me lose myself — your modesty, your veil, your grace

Come, let me place you in my heart, O Radiance of Divine Face

Why did you meet my eyes? Why did you set me on fire?

Now you hide your face away — and left me lost in desire

Wherever your sight appears, that’s where I fall and pray

Doesn’t matter if it’s Kaaba or a temple along the way

I wish to offer as a gift — these very eyes of mine

A glimpse of you is a vision, a gift both sacred and fine

I lost my senses and myself — just over what you said

When you smiled and softly spoke: “Here comes my love, my madhead!”

If in this world you’ve made me yours, my bond with you complete

Then on the Day of Judgment, too, say, “He’s mine,” when we meet

Just grant me this one mercy, O wild narcissus-eyed

When my soul is at my lips, then show me your glimpse, my guide

O Baydam! In my destiny are prostrations at this gate

This stone of yours I touch not — nor will I ever, till fate

I wish to offer as a gift — these very eyes of mine

A glimpse of you is a vision, a gift both sacred and fine

Wherever your sight appears, that’s where I fall and pray

Doesn’t matter if it’s Kaaba or a temple along the way

In the Field of Resurrection — please stand there next to me

Who knows what God may ask — or what I might end up to be

I will surely drink — but one condition I must say

The Saqi should be from Ajmer, the tavern from Baghdad way

Yes I’ll drink the sacred wine — but let this condition stay

Baghdad’s Saqi should serve it, from Sirhind’s blessed café

Let one overflowing cup drench me in its flame

O Saqi! May your path be lit, and forever shine your name

My heart lights up by the glimpse — of your faithful glow so true

Now make these eyes enlightened too, O beauty, come into view

In every flower your fragrance lives, each candle holds your flame

The nightingale sings your praises, and the moth burns in your name

O Zahid! In my fate it is — to bow at only that door

This threshold I never touched — nor will, forevermore

What joy it would be in Mahshar — if I complain and moan

And you, while smiling, simply say: “Let him be, he’s my own!”

O Saqi! When you appear — the passion floods the air

Glass crashes into glass again, goblet strikes with flair

I don’t even know, O Baydam — who or what I am inside

Among my own I feel unknown, among strangers, I reside

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