Huye kyun us pe aashiq hum abhi se
19th Century Sheikh Ibrahim Zauq UrduWhy did I fall in love in vain, so soon? And burden life with needless pain, so soon?
O heart, from her you must refrain, so soon, This warning I must now make plain, so soon.
The ones who’d comfort my love’s pain, so soon, Are showered by a mourning rain, so soon.
One glance from her, and it is plain, so soon, The ranks of lovers break their chain, so soon.
Though you have promised to remain, so soon, My breath is caught in anxious strain, so soon.
My tears will leave a lasting stain, so soon, My sleeve is damp with sorrow's rain, so soon.
For your good name, I hide my pain, so soon, Or else my tears would cease to rain, so soon.
My tears now force a leaden pain, so soon, So sorrow’s roots may deep remain, so soon.
Who said to walk out in the rain, so soon? When clouds of grief have come again, so soon.
My friends, grown weary of my pain, so soon, Will lift my corpse out in the rain, so soon.
My heart has not yet felt the pain, so soon, Yet friends apply their balms in vain, so soon.
Who promised you would come again, so soon? The whole world yearns to bear the chain, so soon.
My rivals' joy, O Zauq, makes plain, so soon, That I am marked as one who's slain, so soon.