If the eyes lie of the Beloved, who then remains a friend?
Searching, I found none like Him, nowhere.
Bring back, Beloved, what has left me.
Ranjha has met me, the price of love paid in tears today.
Write a letter today to my beloved, full of fire.
The earth, the sky, the winds, all whisper my woes to the world.
And everyone has betrayed me, I am but a lonely wanderer, no more.
Truth's stars, you are my eyes, but daggers are all I see, a poisoned victory.
O, my Heere, love's friend, one love becomes a hundred, a thousand, a million.
Friends, friends, all are false, not true friendship, no true friendship.
Ranjha's love, I am yours, and I am the water of your green fields.
Where is Heer now? No, no, love is the song of the heart.
All are scorched, the rain falls in a world so unique.
Such is love's pain, so unique.
The people of such a city, the people of such a city,
To such a city, your eyes have called me, breath of my life.
I have seen the rage of the Judge, a shadow cast.
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