Pashto Ghazal Da Sabir Junoon (Da Wakhtuno Ayiny Ba Safa Na V) |Enayat Ullah | Sahib Shah Sabir 2024

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Da Wakhtuno Ayiney Ba Safa Na V
Kho Zamung Stargo Ke Hm Balha Qasoor Shta,
Che Da Haq Awaz Pa Daar Na V Sabira
Khula Me Maata Sha Ka Wayama Mansoor Shta,

Musict Track: Da Sabir Janoon
Vocalist: Enayat Ullah ‪@iamenayatyoon‬
Poetry/Lyrics: Dr Sahib Shah Sabir
Music: Sharoon Bhatti
Composition: Enayat Ullah ‪@iamenayatyoon‬
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LYRICS

دہ جانان نہ دہ جنون دہ سترگو نور شتہ
Neither there is love in the eyes of the beloved, and nor strength in my passion for her.

دہ حالاتو میکدہ کی کم قصور شتہ
Thus I feel no affection in the crowd either in the bar or in life.

دہ میئن حوصلے ھغہسے بے زڑہ دہ۔
The spirit of the lover has fallen in the midst of this quest.

دہ رقیب سترگو کی ھغسے غرور شتہ
Now there is a lot of pride left in the eyes my rival.

زہ یوازے دہ حالاتو پہ دار نہ یم
I am not the only victim of gallows of time in the quest for love.

دہ ھوخیار جنو نہ ڈیر زڑونہ مجبور شتہ
There are many like me who cannot deny the absolute beauty of woman in its entirety.

چی ھر زڑہ پکے دہ مرگ دہ یرے ریگ دی
Since every beating hurt is petrified by death and uncertainity.

پہ دی خار دہ سہ بلا سیورے ضرور شتہ۔
It seems like this city of loving humans is being haunted by demons/evils.

دہ وختونو آئینے بہ صفا نا وی
The reflection of the current time might not be according to our expectations and favourable.

خو زمونگ سترگو کی ھم بلا قصور شتہ۔
But the fault also dwells in our vision as we have lost our individuality too.

چی دہ حق آواز پہ دار نہ وی صابرہ
O Sabir! If the rightous and voice of truth are not being on the gallows;

خلہ می ماتہ شہ کہ وایما منصور شتہ۔
May my tongue be cut off, if I accept that there is a Mansoor- A saint who died for speaking truth.