Cheerith be haave yas dil

This is a famous poem of Bashir Dada. In this poem, the central theme revolves around the wishes of a lover. This is my interpretation of the verses, your interpretation might be different. Errors and omissions regretted.

Cheerith be haave yas dil, mye gasum su yaar aasun ~

Jaam’an be chaak dimeha goas raaze daar aasun

I wish to show scars of my heart to someone, if only I’ve such beloved?

I’d tear apart my robes, if only he be my confidant? 


Naal’as be chooni jareha, tschaayan be rang bareha~

Namme’nei be khoon mal’eha gosum aekhtiyaar aasun

I’d decorate the robes, I’d colour the shadows
I’d dye nails with my blood, if only I have any authority over myself


Bozum byemaar ketyah tsei nish yiwaan ilaaj’as~

Be te roi choan wecheha, be gasus byemaar aasun

(THIS IS MY PERSONAL FAVOURITE)

I’ve heard, so many patients visit you for cure

I just wish to see you, if only I too was ailing


Baagah dil’uk sajaevith tsol baagwaan rooshit~

Ade phael gulaab kaetyah, ya goas shumaar aasun

The Gardner of the garden of my heart left midway after decorating it

Those florets that couldn’t bloom, if only there was an estimate.


Basaan mye chum marr’e ma, bass chum akh tamanah~

Waaih! Chaani braand’e kanni tael gase mye mazaar aasun

I fear, I might die, now I only have this wish-

If only your stepping stone becomes my tombstone.


Praanyan Basheer kare kyah goas nov zakhm aasun~
Yodvai tse teer laayakh, be gasus shikaar aasun

What’s the worth of these old scars, they should be fresh

Would you shoot an arrow, if only I was the target

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