Wonder

The world, seen new.

Na tha kuch to khuda tha, kuch na hota to khuda hotaDuboya mujh ko ne, na hota main to kya hota
When there was nothing, there was God; were there nothing still, God would remain.My own being drowned me; had I never been, what then?
Hujoom-e- hai, chamke hai , aur barasta haiNasha hai, taazgi hai, yaar hai, kya kya hain
Clouds throng, the lightning flashes, the rain comes pouring down;there is wine, there is freshness, the beloved is here, what springtimes these are.
maut ka ek din haineend kyun raat bhar nahin aati
Death has one appointed day, fixed and certain,then why does sleep not come the whole night through?
ke aate aate khat ik aur likh rakhunmain jaanta hun jo wo likhenge mein
By the time the messenger arrives, let me write yet another letter,for I already know what she will write in reply.
kya jaane kya likha tha use mein ki laash aai hai khat ke mein
Who knows what was written in that state of anguish,for the reply to the letter has arrived as the messenger's corpse.
lae us ko kar ke TuTa khuda khuda kar ke
I brought that idol here, by supplication,and the spell of unbelief broke, as I called upon God.