The River of Fire

شہپر تھٔکِم زَزٕرنہِ کھۄتہٕ

Shahpar thakim zazarni khote

My mighty wings have grown wearier than withered leaves

سۄنَس روٗدُم نہٕ کاژُن مۄل

Sonas roodum na kaatsun mol

My pure gold has lost even the worth of glass

بَے چھُم تَمہِ سُمہِ اَنٛد کٮؠتھہٕ واتہٕ

Bay chhum tami sumi and kaeth waate

I fear how I shall ever reach the end of that bridge

ییٚمہِ تٔلۍ چھَے پکان نارٕو کۄل

Yemi tali chhay pakaan naaru kol

Beneath which flows a roaring river of fire

ہنگہٕ وَسہِ زَزُر کنٛگ زَن سۄتہٕ

Hange wasi zazur kong zan sote

My temples have greyed, my fiery saffron has dried out

سوٚتِتھ پیٚیَم اَکٕے زۄل

Sotith peyam akey zol

And in my deep exhaustion, I simply drifted to sleep!