The Fall of Pride

یاونہٕ پچاس رنگن تہٕ سنگن

Yaawani pachaas rangan te sangan

In the flush of youth, I strutted in flamboyant colors

ہٮؠنگن بَبٕر لٲگِتھ کَتھ

Hengan babir laagith kath

Why did I bind my turban with such proud flair?

ٲسم کھۄرن کونٛشہِ پٲجمہٕ زنگن

Aasim khoran konshi paajame zangan

My feet were adorned with fine shoes, my legs with silken trousers

اَنگن جامہٕ پٟرِتھ کَتھ

Angan jaame paerith kath

Why did I drape my body in such lavish robes?

موٚت ہاپُت کھوٚتُم والنہِ ٹنگَن

Mot haaput khotum waalini tangan

Like a frenzied bear, I climbed to pluck the sweet pears

ووٚتھُم لنگن تام پھُٹرِتھ کَتھ

Wothum langan taam phutrith kath

Only to come crashing down, snapping the very branches beneath me