What happened that here your path way became,
Did the sigh of me, the broken heart one, become the Elias of your way?
The highly position of you, the Solomon, and this poor cottage!
May God help me as if due to your mistake it was.
Now that you have come and joined somebody like me,
Turning the cottage atomosphere into a palace, due to your support as.
The night whose darkness was much more than the smoke of my sorrow
Became like a sunny day for the light of your face.
Tell the sheikh that tonight the paradise is to be offered,
My portion vividly your agreement or your disagreement became.
You are the king of the beauty assembly and Hindī the lovelorn one,
Whatever from the life exists, the soil for your court became.