Chashm-e-qaatil humein kyonkar na bhala yaad rahe

How could we ever forget that killing glance? Let it be remembered. Just as a man knows death is his fate, let it be remembered.

My blood was spilled in your street; let it be remembered. This is a flow whose great price must be remembered.

On the grave of the one slain by your hair, O Laila-like beauty, Plant a weeping willow, so this address may be remembered.

Humility is a strange virtue; the more it grows, the more the soul is refined. And the hearts of the truly pure are, by this, remembered.

Whether it's the pilgrim's cry or the mosque's call to prayer, O wine-drinkers, let the flask's gurgling song be remembered.

That promise-breaker recalled every slight from another; Her memory was hardly lacking, may she recall still more, let it be remembered.

She even writes her letters with a flawed, broken pen; Let's see how long my single flaw will be remembered.

In the two pages of your regretful palms lies knowledge of both worlds, If you, my heart, let the lesson of love be remembered.

She has sworn an oath to murder her lover, O my heart; But God willing, she will let my name be remembered.

My heart, like a bird that knows its sacred direction, told me: “You will just writhe here and die. Go now. Let this be remembered.”

While these devout ones perform their worldly prayers, I wish that even then, they would let God's name be remembered.

If you are cruel a hundred times, I will not recall a single one; But if by mistake you are ever kind, let that faithfulness be remembered.

Do not be so lost in the love of idols, O Zauq; A servant of God must at all times let God be remembered.