मैं जीती तो पिय मेरे, हारी तो पिय संग।।
Khusro, I 'll play with my lover, knowing well it is love game.
If I win, then he is mine, if he wins,then he shall claim.
खुसरो दरिया प्रेम का उल्टी बा की धार ।जो उतरा डूबा वही जो डूबा सो पार ।।
O Khusro! it is stream of love and it has a backward flow. One who crossed got drowned, one who drowned could go.
खुसरो! रैन सुहाग की, जागी पिय के संग। तन मेरो मन पीव को, दोउ भए एक रंग।।
Khusro! On nuptial night, in one mood, we were awake.
My body was on offer, his desires were on take.
गोरी सोई सेज पर मुख पर डाले केस ।चल खुसरो घर आपनै, रैन भई चहुँ देस ।
The beauty is lying on bed, her face covered with dark hair.
O Khusro go home early, for there is night everywhere...
ज़े हाल ए मिस्कीं मकुन तग़ाफ़ुल दुराय नैना बनाय बतियाँ।
कि ताब ए हिज्र नदारम ऐ जाँ न लेहू काहे लगाय छतियाँ।
Do not neglect state of poor by two way glance and make saying.
O love I don't have heart to part, why not embrace me in craving.
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