یار ییٚلہِ آسہِ سرتس دی زے

یار ییٚلہِ آسہِ سرتس دی زے

Yaar yeli aasi sartas deezay

If you truly seek the Beloved, you must offer Him your very head

یار چھُے وِزے وِزے پٔژھیٛات

Yaar chuy wize wize patshyaat

For the Beloved graces this earthly life like a fleeting, occasional guest

بُتلہِ ژٔمؠ زِ ادٕ کتہِ یی زے

Butli tsamy zi ade kati yeezay

Once your mortal clay is utterly consumed by the soil, how will you ever return?

وقتہٕ کِس رخشس کٔرؠ زے کیٛات

Waqte kis rakhshas kary zay kyaat

And what defense will you possibly have against the galloping, untamable steed of Time?