سۄنس تہٕ سرتَلہِ اَکے زَلُن

سۄنس تہٕ سرتَلہِ اَکے زَلُن

Sonas te sartali akey zalun

Gold and brass shine with the very same luster

یہِ ڈیٖشِتھ زیٚوِ میانہِ کَلُن ہیوٚت

Yi deeshith zewi myaani kalun hyot

Witnessing this, my tongue was tied in silence

نُندٮؠن لیٚتھ تہٕ ڈٖٹھٮؠن پھۄلُن

Nunden leth te deethen pholun

The virtuous are ruined, while the wicked bloom

توَے اَند مےٚ ژلُن ہیوٚت

Taway and me tsalun hyot

That is why I chose to quietly slip away