I feel proud of the fondness that before the Friend, I dance - Khwaja Usman Harooni

 

Namee danam k akhir chun dam e deedar mi raqsam

Magar nazam baeen zoqey k peshey yaar mi raqsam

(I do not know why at last to have a longing look, I dance

But I feel proud of the fondness that before the Friend, I

dance)

Biya jana tamasha kun key dar ambohey ja bazan

Basad saman e ruswaee sarey bazar mi raqsam

(You strike the musical instrument and see, everytime I

dance!

In whatever way you cause me to dance, o Friend, I dance)

Khusha rindi key pama lash kunam sad parsaee raa

Zahey taqwa key maan ba jubba o dastar mi raqsam

(Come o Beloved! See the spectacle that in the crowd

Of the intrepid and daring,

With a hundred ignominies in the heart of the market, I

dance! )

Tuwan qatil k az behrey tamashan khun e man rezee

Manan bismil key zerey khanjar ey khun khar mi raqsam

(Blessed is recklessness that I trample underfoot

The very many acts of virtue.

Hail to piety, that with the robe and the turban I dance.)

Manam Usman e Harooni wa yar e shaikh e mansooram

Malamat mee kunad khalqey waman bardar mi raqsam

(I am Uthman-e-Haruni and a friend of shaykh Mansur,

They revile and rebuke and on the gallows I dance.)