کلام حضرت امیر خسرو - Каломи Хазрати Амир Хусрав
Nami Danam Che Manzil Bood نمی دانم چہ منزل بود می دانم چہ منزل بود شب جائے کہ من بودم بہر سو رقص بسمل بود شب جائے کہ من بودم I wonder what was the place where I was last night, All around me were half-slaughtered victims of love,tossing about in agony. پر ی پیکر نگاری ، سرو قد ، لالہ رخساری سراپا آفت دل بود شب جائے کہ من بودم There was a nymph-like beloved with cypress-like form and tulip-like face Ruthlessly playing havoc with the hearts of the lovers. رقیباں گوش بر آواز ، او در ناز, من ترساں سخن گفتن، چہ مشکل بود شب جائے کہ من بودم The enemies were ready to respond , He was attracting, I was dreading It was too difficult to speak out there where I was last night. خدا خود میر مجلس بود اندر لامکاں خسرو محمد شمع محفل بود شب جائے کہ من بودم God himself was the master of ceremonies in that heavenly court, Oh Khusrau, where (the face of) the Prophet too was shedding light like a candle __________________________________________________________________ ...
