Heer, so heavy-hearted now, oh, lately, quite unhinged, you see,
Heer, so heavy-hearted now, oh, lately, quite unhinged, you see.
She eats no morsel, drinks no draught, oh,
weeping's a burden, hard to bear, you see.
In love's fierce fever, she's consumed,
to enter the fire, now, a heavy decree.
To enter the fire, now, a heavy decree.
Heer's plight, by God, I swear, oh,
by God, I swear, by God, I swear.
Heer, so heavy-hearted now, oh, lately, quite unhinged, you see,
Heer, so heavy-hearted now, oh, lately, quite unhinged, you see.
Love, a match; the heart, diesel,
both, hanging far, far apart.
Thorns pierce her eyes, oh,
dreams shattered, torn to start.
Yes, Heer’s band has broken now
and who will dance to her tune?
Her voice, silenced, many days,
she's bored, and in a tomb.
People say, “She’s gone insane,” or “utterly, she's mad indeed."
Heer, so heavy-hearted, Heer, so heavy-hearted,
lately, quite unhinged, you see.
Her mind, a drum, discordant now,
its colors faded, gone astray.
Silent, pressured, like a cooker,
her young mind, in disarray.
Yes, life went to apply oil,
wasting days sleeping, she's spent.
Facing time's harsh, angry mouth,
she gives herself slaps, lament.
Lost in worries, now she's dead.
Yes, the wax too heavy-hearted is; Heer, quite unhinged.
Lately, quite unhinged, alas!
She is still not glad, she eats no morsel, drinks no draught,
weeping's a burden, hard to bear, you see.
In love's fierce fever, she's consumed,
to enter the fire, now, a heavy decree.
To enter the fire, now, a heavy decree.
Heer's plight, by God, I swear, oh,
by God, I swear, by God, I swear.
Lately, quite unhinged, alas! Heer, so heavy-hearted now, oh,
lately, quite unhinged, alas! Heer, so heavy-hearted now, oh.
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