Dilbaro Mye Dil’as

This Kalaam is one of the famous Kashmiri poems of Nyaam, more because of Abdul Rashid Farash’s rendition of this Kalaam. This is a mystic Kalaam and like all the mystic kalaam’s no translation can do justice to them. This is my interpretation of this Kalaam. Errors and omissions regretted.

Dilbaro Mye dil’as Kaas gaangal’ai ~

Be balai chaan’ai deedaar saet

O’ beloved, rid my heart rid of hesitations

Only thy sight is my cure now.

Aaftaab roi’yo sheen Zan gal’ai ~

Yakh galai chaanay garmei seat 

Aab myaele aab’as, kyah mojaadalai
Be balai chaan’ai deedaar saet

You, with a face like Sun; and I, a ball of snow

I, like ice melting away with the brilliance of your radiance.

Water mingles with water there’s no opposition there.

Only thy sight is my cure now.

Asmean waejthas dyeder ya jall’ai

doddur tsaam maedrai maeldai saet

Talakh goam rogan, be jigar talai

Be balai chaan’ai deedaar saet

I, a flying bird was; you, a walker made me crawl

Got rotten with sweetness of thy love

I lost everything, only my heart is yet to be lost now.

Only thy sight is my cure now.

Neel farosh darr hazratbal’ai

Bar takht shubaan soan sardaar

Khaak mal roi’yas aam khaas talai

Be balai chaan’ai deedaar saet

Sapphire seller at Hazratbal

Our master, adorned on the throne

Rub your face in dust, for commoners are the actual nobels there

Only thy sight is my cure now.

Yaar be waesthei ath khorr chali

Chalith karhai salaamah

Sar trov nyaam’an chaani bar’talai

Be balai chaan’ai deedaar saet

Come beloved so I’ll wash your feet

And send salutations upon you after that

Nyaam has put his head on your doorstep.

Only your sight is my cure now.