Poet Jaanbaz Kishtawari (Ghulam Nabi Doolwal}

Chouyn Roukh Poshwun Golab Chuuna

Gulshanaas Manzz Su Intikhaab Chuuna

Is not your face, like a blossoming rose

Its like a pretty sight in a colorful garden

Myein Dri Chai, Dekas Czhe Drehh Meaczhraav

Yuut Chashman Andar Czhe Aab Chuuna

For the sake of my life, open the wrinkled frown on your forehead

Aren’t there enough tears in your eyes to cry?

Chyein Dreiy Zeanethei ,Bhe Chus Khaamosh

Natte Kya Zan Myei Nish Jawaab Chuna

I choose silence, because of you ,my love

Don’t I otherwise have the tongue to answer?

Dil Ractchun Fitratan Mei Aadat Chum

Dil Bajaeyi Wanum Sawaab Chuuna

I am habitually forced to worship Love

Tell me, Isn’t that a good deed?

Jaanbaaza’s Asar Noveiy Saazas

Natte Preath Keansi Nish Rabaab Chuna

Though everyone else can carry and play a Rabab(a musical instrument)

But there’s is a different taste in Jaanbaz’s melody.