Pilgrims journey to Mecca, they say,
Pilgrims journey to Mecca, they say,
My Beloved's the Mecca I crave.
I am mad, lost in love's sway,
Lost in the Beloved's way.
I am mad, a fool for my Friend,
A fool for my Friend, until the end.
For Ranjha I yearn, my soul to give,
But my father's wrath, I cannot forgive.
I am mad, lost in love's sway,
Lost in the Beloved's way.
I am mad, a fool for my Friend,
A fool for my Friend, until the end.
Pilgrims journey to Mecca, they say,
Pilgrims journey to Mecca, they say,
Mecca resides within my home,
Where joy and deceit often roam.
I am mad, lost in love's sway,
Lost in the Beloved's way.
I am mad, a fool for my Friend,
A fool for my Friend, until the end.
Pilgrims journey to Mecca, they say,
Pilgrims journey, far away,
My Beloved's throne, Hazara's keep,
Where the Friend's eyes watch while I sleep.
Where the Friend's eyes watch while I weep,
Come, speak the scriptures, deep.
I am mad, lost in love's sway,
Lost in the Beloved's way.
I am mad, a fool for my Friend,
A fool for my Friend, until the end.
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