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<\/a><\/p>\n<\/iframe><\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h1><em><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\"><strong>Behad Ramzan Dasda Mera Dholan Mahi<\/strong><\/span><\/em><br \/>\n<span style=\"text-decoration: underline\"><strong>(My beloved reveals untold secrets)<\/strong><\/span><\/h1>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h6><em>Transliteration<\/em><\/h6>\n<h6>and<\/h6>\n<h6>Translation<\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h6><em>Ve Di??? Bhena Dus Mullah<\/em><\/h6>\n<h6><em>Ouh Alif Seedha Kam Khat Aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>O Yaar ???<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Hun Des Vataa Hun Ik Wat Aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Sohna Meem Da Ghunghat Pa Ke Dekh…<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Ali Haidera Pehle Ahad Si Hun Ahmad Bun Ke Vad Aaya<\/em><\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p>Speak not of the chaos of the “be”, O Mullah!<br \/>\nThe straight “alif” has no twists1.<br \/>\nThe lover of that single night has given up his land and come again wearing the veil of the beautiful “mim”.<br \/>\nHe has come with locks of hair.<br \/>\nAli Haider was first Ahad, now he comes again as Ahmad.<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>kite shia ey kite sunni ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitne jada dhar<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kite munni he<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte pataka beda dasda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bukhabe vich kidre vasda<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Sometimes he is a Shia, sometimes a Sunni<br \/>\nSometimes with long matted hair,<br \/>\nSometimes shorn bald<br \/>\nSometimes he talks of the Ka’ba<br \/>\nSometimes he lives in the idol house.<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>aape zahir, aape baatin, aape luk luk pehnda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape mullah, aape qaazi, aape ilm parhenda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>khat zulnar kufar da gal vich butkhane vich behnda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>zaaton ashraf yaar ranjhe da layan di laj rakhenda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape lukda, aape dhadsa, aape dhun machenda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bullah shah, inaayat menu bal bal darshan denda hai<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He is visible, he is unseen, he hides himself<br \/>\nHe is the mullah, the qazi, he teaches knowledge<br \/>\nWearing the infidel amulet he sits in the idol house<br \/>\nOf noble birth, my friend Ranjha keeps the honor of theafflicted<br \/>\nHe hides, he tells, he spreads rumors<br \/>\nO Bullah, Shah Inayat shows himself to me again and again<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>lung karani dus ke jaani hun kiyoon mukh chupaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mein dholan vich faraq na kayi inna-ma farmaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>tan sawan de keere paaye jo jharya so paya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mansoor ko lo kuch zahir hoya soli pakar charhaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dasso nuqta zaat ilahi sajda kis karwaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bulleh shah da hukum na manya shaitan khuwar karaya hai<\/em><\/p>\n<p>After showing yourself my love, why have you hidden your face?<br \/>\nThere is no difference between me and the beloved, theQuran says inama<br \/>\nYou infested Sabir’s body with worms and each that fellwas replaced<br \/>\nMansur showed a little and you had him executed<br \/>\nTell me, oh God, who had the angels bow to us?<br \/>\nYou did not listen to Bulleh Shah’s command and made thedevil unhappy<\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>ik laazim baat adab di hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>sanu baat maloomi sub di hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>her her vich surat rubb di hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte zahir kitte chupdi hai o sohna<\/em><\/p>\n<p>There is one essence of knowledge<br \/>\nWe know everything about all<br \/>\nThe face of God is in everyone<br \/>\nSometimes visible, sometimes hidden<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>asi vekh ke surat dilbar di aj besurat nu jaan gaye<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bina Ayn arab bina meem Ahmad<\/em><br \/>\n<em>assan yaar nu khoob puchan gaye<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte Toor de purdeh chukda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte nawa de vich lukda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jad ramz puchandi yaaran ne<\/em><br \/>\n<em>o sub sadqe qurban gaye<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Seeing the face of the beloved, we understand thefaceless<br \/>\nAn Arab without the “ain “, Ahmad without the”mim” 12<br \/>\nWe have recognized our friend<br \/>\nHe lifts curtains of light<br \/>\nHe hides behind names<br \/>\nWhen the friends discovered his secret<br \/>\nThey sacrificed everything they had<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>ouh besurat vich surat de bun aap Muhammad aaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>rakh saamne sheesha wahdat da<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aj Rubb ne yaar sajaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bin surat de Rubb nahi labda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ohdi shakal noorani mukh Rubb da<\/em><br \/>\n<em>je ohna hunda na Rubb hunda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Laulakh khuda farmaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>eh gal koi yaar khatawi nahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>je khuda ou nahi je juda vi nahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape ahmad bun ke hamd karay<\/em><br \/>\n<em>te Muhammad naam rakhaya hai<\/em><\/p>\n<p>From facelessness, he has come with the face of Muhammad<br \/>\nWith the mirror of unity in front of him<br \/>\nGod has decorated the friend<br \/>\nGod cannot be found without a face<br \/>\nHis face is light, the face of God<br \/>\nIf he was not there, God would not be<br \/>\nGod from heaven has said this<br \/>\nOh friend, this is not a complaint<br \/>\nIf he is not God, he is not separate from him<br \/>\nHe becomes Ahmad to praise himself<br \/>\nAnd names himself Muhammad<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em> <a class=\"video_time\">10:20<\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>aape taalib te matloob aape<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape aap apna mehboob aape<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape apne aap de milne di<\/em><br \/>\n<em>tadbeer banayi chaandi ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jad shor muhabbat ne paya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>be-surat surat bun aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape apne hijar vichore di taqreer sunyai jandi ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape mud qadeema kalla ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>koi ghair nahi Allah he Allah ey<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He is the wanter and the wanted<br \/>\nHe is his own lover<br \/>\nHe makes plans to meet himself<br \/>\nWhen love raised a tumult<br \/>\nThe faceless one came with a face<br \/>\nHe tells us about his own separation<br \/>\nHe has been alone since eternity<br \/>\nHe is not a stranger. He is Allah<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>zara bekhud hoke dekh miyaan<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jehde basti ey ouh wasda ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bina gurr kamil nae peth khule<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ey kalma koi na dasda ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>besurat surat bun aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>khud aap muhafiz surat da<\/em><br \/>\n<em>khud rooh misaal te jism hoya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape har har de vich wasda ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape qasrat de vich banda ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ate aahdiyat vich Maula hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ilm apne da aap aalim hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte aazadi kitte phasda ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jadu akhiyan dittian musharad ne<\/em><br \/>\n<em>her dekheiya her her shaan andar<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte momin hoke manda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte kair hoke nasda hai<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Lose yourself for a moment and consider<br \/>\nOne lives where one has a home<br \/>\nThis mystery cannot be solved without perfect learning<br \/>\nNo one tells us of this<br \/>\nThe faceless becomes one with a face<br \/>\nThe guardian of the face<br \/>\nThe spirit, the example and the body<br \/>\nHe lives in each one<br \/>\nHe is humanity in its countless numbers<br \/>\nHe is the God in his unity<br \/>\nHe is the scholar of his own knowledge<br \/>\nHe is free. He is captive<br \/>\nWhen the teacher gave us eyes<br \/>\nWe saw him in everyone in all his glory.<br \/>\nSometimes he believes as a Muslim<br \/>\nSometimes he runs away as an unbeliever<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Raag <a class=\"video_time\">13:50<\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ikke ghar vich wasdeah rasdeah<\/em><br \/>\n<em>nai hunda vich purdah<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>vich maseet namaaz guzare<\/em><br \/>\n<em>butkhane ja warda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aap ikko kayi lakh gharan de<\/em><br \/>\n<em>malik sub ghar ghar da<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jit wal dekha ut wal ouh ho<\/em><br \/>\n<em>her di sangat karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Musa te Pheron bana ke<\/em><br \/>\n<em>do ho ke kiyoon larda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>hazir nazir hertha ouh ho<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kehra kis nu kharda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte Rumi ey kitte Shani ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte sahib kitte ghulami ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte khasan vich kitte aami ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ouh aape aap tamami ey ouh sohna<\/em><\/p>\n<p>What is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nLiving together in one house<br \/>\nThere should be no secrets between us<br \/>\nHe prays in the mosque<br \/>\nHe enters the idol house<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nHe himself is one and has a hundred thousand houses<br \/>\nThe master of every house<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nWhomever I look to, he is there<br \/>\nHe accompanies everyone<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing?<br \/>\nWhomever I look to, he is there<br \/>\nHe accompanies everyone<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nCreating Moses and the Pharaoh<br \/>\nWhy does he become two and fight?<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nHe is present, he is visible, he is everywhere<br \/>\nWho is taking whom along?<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nSometimes he is Rumi, sometimes Shams<br \/>\nSometimes he is a master, sometimes a slave<br \/>\nSometimes he is the nobility, sometimes the common folk<br \/>\nHe is complete in himself<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Meem Day Ohlay Wasda Ne Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>kun keha fayakum kahaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bechooni se choon banaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aahad de vich meem ralaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>hun mei lakhya sohna yaar<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jisde husn da garam bazaar<\/em><br \/>\n<em>meem de ohle wasda mera dholan mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He said “kun” and “fayakun”<br \/>\nFrom nothingness he created existence<br \/>\nNow I see the beautiful friend<br \/>\nWhose beauty has excited the bazaar<br \/>\nHe lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/p>\n<p><em>wasda meem de ohle mera dholan mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>wasda meem de ohle mera dholan mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h6><em>pyara pehn pushaka aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aadam apna naam daraya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ahad to bun ahmad aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>nabiyan da sardar<\/em><\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p>The beloved has come wearing raiments<br \/>\nHe calls himself Adam<br \/>\nFrom Ahad [The One] he has become Ahmad [The name of the Prophet]<br \/>\nThe king of the prophets<\/p>\n<p><em>wasda meem de ohle mera dholan mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>wasda meem de ohle mera dholan mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<h6><\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h6><em>kaaran preet neet bun aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>meem da ghunghat mukh te paya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ahad ou ahmad naam dhayara<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p>He has come as the deed, love and desire<br \/>\nWearing the veil of the “mim” over his face<br \/>\nFrom Ahad he calls himself Ahmad<br \/>\nHe lives under the “mim” my beloved.<\/p>\n<p><em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><\/p>\n<h6><\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p><em>aap ahdiyat de vich ahad<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape vich wahdat roop yaar da ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape noor wadood shahood aape<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape aap sare roop dhar da eh<\/em><br \/>\n<em>oh mehboob aape aape ho aashiq<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape apne touh jind varda eh<\/em><br \/>\n<em>o dewaniya meem Muhammadi cho<\/em><br \/>\n<em>piya alif aape chamka maarda eh<\/em><\/p>\n<p>In unity he became one<br \/>\nIn unity is the manifestation of the friend<br \/>\nHe is the light, existence and witness<br \/>\nHe is all the manifestations<br \/>\nHe is the beloved, he is the lover<br \/>\nHe gives himself life<br \/>\nOh, madman from the “mim” of Muhammad<br \/>\nThe “Alif” flashes forth.<\/p>\n<p><em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><\/p>\n<h6><\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<p>raag <a class=\"video_time\">25:50<\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>karan ki behad tareef usdi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ohta lung behad cho had aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>hoya bari behad di qaid vicho<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aj had de vich behad aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bibi aaminah de ghar houn ehda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dekho kufr te shirk da radd aaya<\/em><\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p>How can I praise him limitlessly?<br \/>\nFrom infinity he has become finite<br \/>\nFreed from the prison of limits<br \/>\nHe has become limitless<br \/>\nThere are celebrations in the house of Bibi Aminah<br \/>\nSee, the negation of unbelief and association has come<\/p>\n<p><em>o deewaniya meem da kund pa ke<\/em><br \/>\n<em>surat vich allah hus samad aaya<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Oh, madman wearing the veil of “mim”<br \/>\nAllah has shown himself in his face<\/p>\n<p><em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>ahay meem de ohle wasda mera dholan mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>behad ramza dhasda mera dholan mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved<br \/>\nMy beloved reveals untold secrets<\/p>\n<p><em>auliyah shah mansur kahave<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ramz anal haqq aap sunave<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape aap nu sooli charhave<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kol khaloke hass da mera dholan mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>behad ramza dhasda mera dholan mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He called Mansur the king of Theologians<br \/>\nHe made him tell the secret of “I am the Truth”<br \/>\nHe had himself executed<br \/>\nAnd laughed standing by<br \/>\nMy beloved reveals untold secrets.<\/p>\n<p><em>behad ramza dhasda mera dholan mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>behad ramza dhasda mera dholan mahi…<\/em><\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p>lyrics and translation from :\u00a0https:\/\/vimeo.com\/25239636<\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/sulaymanibnqiddees\/files\/2015\/04\/bullehshahpoem.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"2081\" 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Bhena Dus Mullah Ouh Alif Seedha Kam Khat Aaya O Yaar ??? 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<\/iframe><\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h1><em><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\"><strong>Behad Ramzan Dasda Mera Dholan Mahi<\/strong><\/span><\/em><br \/>\n<span style=\"text-decoration: underline\"><strong>(My beloved reveals untold secrets)<\/strong><\/span><\/h1>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h6><em>Transliteration<\/em><\/h6>\n<h6>and<\/h6>\n<h6>Translation<\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h6><em>Ve Di??? Bhena Dus Mullah<\/em><\/h6>\n<h6><em>Ouh Alif Seedha Kam Khat Aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>O Yaar ???<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Hun Des Vataa Hun Ik Wat Aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Sohna Meem Da Ghunghat Pa Ke Dekh…<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Ali Haidera Pehle Ahad Si Hun Ahmad Bun Ke Vad Aaya<\/em><\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p>Speak not of the chaos of the “be”, O Mullah!<br \/>\nThe straight “alif” has no twists1.<br \/>\nThe lover of that single night has given up his land and come again wearing the veil of the beautiful “mim”.<br \/>\nHe has come with locks of hair.<br \/>\nAli Haider was first Ahad, now he comes again as Ahmad.<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>kite shia ey kite sunni ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitne jada dhar<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kite munni he<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte pataka beda dasda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bukhabe vich kidre vasda<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Sometimes he is a Shia, sometimes a Sunni<br \/>\nSometimes with long matted hair,<br \/>\nSometimes shorn bald<br \/>\nSometimes he talks of the Ka’ba<br \/>\nSometimes he lives in the idol house.<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>aape zahir, aape baatin, aape luk luk pehnda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape mullah, aape qaazi, aape ilm parhenda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>khat zulnar kufar da gal vich butkhane vich behnda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>zaaton ashraf yaar ranjhe da layan di laj rakhenda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape lukda, aape dhadsa, aape dhun machenda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bullah shah, inaayat menu bal bal darshan denda hai<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He is visible, he is unseen, he hides himself<br \/>\nHe is the mullah, the qazi, he teaches knowledge<br \/>\nWearing the infidel amulet he sits in the idol house<br \/>\nOf noble birth, my friend Ranjha keeps the honor of theafflicted<br \/>\nHe hides, he tells, he spreads rumors<br \/>\nO Bullah, Shah Inayat shows himself to me again and again<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>lung karani dus ke jaani hun kiyoon mukh chupaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mein dholan vich faraq na kayi inna-ma farmaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>tan sawan de keere paaye jo jharya so paya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mansoor ko lo kuch zahir hoya soli pakar charhaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dasso nuqta zaat ilahi sajda kis karwaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bulleh shah da hukum na manya shaitan khuwar karaya hai<\/em><\/p>\n<p>After showing yourself my love, why have you hidden your face?<br \/>\nThere is no difference between me and the beloved, theQuran says inama<br \/>\nYou infested Sabir’s body with worms and each that fellwas replaced<br \/>\nMansur showed a little and you had him executed<br \/>\nTell me, oh God, who had the angels bow to us?<br \/>\nYou did not listen to Bulleh Shah’s command and made thedevil unhappy<\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>ik laazim baat adab di hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>sanu baat maloomi sub di hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>her her vich surat rubb di hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte zahir kitte chupdi hai o sohna<\/em><\/p>\n<p>There is one essence of knowledge<br \/>\nWe know everything about all<br \/>\nThe face of God is in everyone<br \/>\nSometimes visible, sometimes hidden<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>asi vekh ke surat dilbar di aj besurat nu jaan gaye<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bina Ayn arab bina meem Ahmad<\/em><br \/>\n<em>assan yaar nu khoob puchan gaye<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte Toor de purdeh chukda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte nawa de vich lukda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jad ramz puchandi yaaran ne<\/em><br \/>\n<em>o sub sadqe qurban gaye<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Seeing the face of the beloved, we understand thefaceless<br \/>\nAn Arab without the “ain “, Ahmad without the”mim” 12<br \/>\nWe have recognized our friend<br \/>\nHe lifts curtains of light<br \/>\nHe hides behind names<br \/>\nWhen the friends discovered his secret<br \/>\nThey sacrificed everything they had<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>ouh besurat vich surat de bun aap Muhammad aaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>rakh saamne sheesha wahdat da<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aj Rubb ne yaar sajaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bin surat de Rubb nahi labda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ohdi shakal noorani mukh Rubb da<\/em><br \/>\n<em>je ohna hunda na Rubb hunda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Laulakh khuda farmaya hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>eh gal koi yaar khatawi nahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>je khuda ou nahi je juda vi nahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape ahmad bun ke hamd karay<\/em><br \/>\n<em>te Muhammad naam rakhaya hai<\/em><\/p>\n<p>From facelessness, he has come with the face of Muhammad<br \/>\nWith the mirror of unity in front of him<br \/>\nGod has decorated the friend<br \/>\nGod cannot be found without a face<br \/>\nHis face is light, the face of God<br \/>\nIf he was not there, God would not be<br \/>\nGod from heaven has said this<br \/>\nOh friend, this is not a complaint<br \/>\nIf he is not God, he is not separate from him<br \/>\nHe becomes Ahmad to praise himself<br \/>\nAnd names himself Muhammad<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em> <a class=\"video_time\">10:20<\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>aape taalib te matloob aape<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape aap apna mehboob aape<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape apne aap de milne di<\/em><br \/>\n<em>tadbeer banayi chaandi ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jad shor muhabbat ne paya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>be-surat surat bun aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape apne hijar vichore di taqreer sunyai jandi ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape mud qadeema kalla ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>koi ghair nahi Allah he Allah ey<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He is the wanter and the wanted<br \/>\nHe is his own lover<br \/>\nHe makes plans to meet himself<br \/>\nWhen love raised a tumult<br \/>\nThe faceless one came with a face<br \/>\nHe tells us about his own separation<br \/>\nHe has been alone since eternity<br \/>\nHe is not a stranger. He is Allah<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>zara bekhud hoke dekh miyaan<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jehde basti ey ouh wasda ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bina gurr kamil nae peth khule<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ey kalma koi na dasda ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>besurat surat bun aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>khud aap muhafiz surat da<\/em><br \/>\n<em>khud rooh misaal te jism hoya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape har har de vich wasda ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape qasrat de vich banda ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ate aahdiyat vich Maula hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ilm apne da aap aalim hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte aazadi kitte phasda ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jadu akhiyan dittian musharad ne<\/em><br \/>\n<em>her dekheiya her her shaan andar<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte momin hoke manda hai<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte kair hoke nasda hai<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Lose yourself for a moment and consider<br \/>\nOne lives where one has a home<br \/>\nThis mystery cannot be solved without perfect learning<br \/>\nNo one tells us of this<br \/>\nThe faceless becomes one with a face<br \/>\nThe guardian of the face<br \/>\nThe spirit, the example and the body<br \/>\nHe lives in each one<br \/>\nHe is humanity in its countless numbers<br \/>\nHe is the God in his unity<br \/>\nHe is the scholar of his own knowledge<br \/>\nHe is free. He is captive<br \/>\nWhen the teacher gave us eyes<br \/>\nWe saw him in everyone in all his glory.<br \/>\nSometimes he believes as a Muslim<br \/>\nSometimes he runs away as an unbeliever<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Raag <a class=\"video_time\">13:50<\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ikke ghar vich wasdeah rasdeah<\/em><br \/>\n<em>nai hunda vich purdah<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>vich maseet namaaz guzare<\/em><br \/>\n<em>butkhane ja warda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aap ikko kayi lakh gharan de<\/em><br \/>\n<em>malik sub ghar ghar da<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jit wal dekha ut wal ouh ho<\/em><br \/>\n<em>her di sangat karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Musa te Pheron bana ke<\/em><br \/>\n<em>do ho ke kiyoon larda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>hazir nazir hertha ouh ho<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kehra kis nu kharda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dilbar ki karda ki karda ni ki karda dilbar ki karda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte Rumi ey kitte Shani ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte sahib kitte ghulami ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kitte khasan vich kitte aami ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ouh aape aap tamami ey ouh sohna<\/em><\/p>\n<p>What is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nLiving together in one house<br \/>\nThere should be no secrets between us<br \/>\nHe prays in the mosque<br \/>\nHe enters the idol house<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nHe himself is one and has a hundred thousand houses<br \/>\nThe master of every house<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nWhomever I look to, he is there<br \/>\nHe accompanies everyone<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing?<br \/>\nWhomever I look to, he is there<br \/>\nHe accompanies everyone<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nCreating Moses and the Pharaoh<br \/>\nWhy does he become two and fight?<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nHe is present, he is visible, he is everywhere<br \/>\nWho is taking whom along?<br \/>\nWhat is my beloved doing, what is he doing?<br \/>\nSometimes he is Rumi, sometimes Shams<br \/>\nSometimes he is a master, sometimes a slave<br \/>\nSometimes he is the nobility, sometimes the common folk<br \/>\nHe is complete in himself<\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Meem Day Ohlay Wasda Ne Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Beh Haadh Ramza Dhasdha Mera Dholan Mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>kun keha fayakum kahaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bechooni se choon banaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aahad de vich meem ralaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>hun mei lakhya sohna yaar<\/em><br \/>\n<em>jisde husn da garam bazaar<\/em><br \/>\n<em>meem de ohle wasda mera dholan mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He said “kun” and “fayakun”<br \/>\nFrom nothingness he created existence<br \/>\nNow I see the beautiful friend<br \/>\nWhose beauty has excited the bazaar<br \/>\nHe lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/p>\n<p><em>wasda meem de ohle mera dholan mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>wasda meem de ohle mera dholan mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h6><em>pyara pehn pushaka aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aadam apna naam daraya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ahad to bun ahmad aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>nabiyan da sardar<\/em><\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p>The beloved has come wearing raiments<br \/>\nHe calls himself Adam<br \/>\nFrom Ahad [The One] he has become Ahmad [The name of the Prophet]<br \/>\nThe king of the prophets<\/p>\n<p><em>wasda meem de ohle mera dholan mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>wasda meem de ohle mera dholan mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<h6><\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<h6><em>kaaran preet neet bun aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>meem da ghunghat mukh te paya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ahad ou ahmad naam dhayara<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p>He has come as the deed, love and desire<br \/>\nWearing the veil of the “mim” over his face<br \/>\nFrom Ahad he calls himself Ahmad<br \/>\nHe lives under the “mim” my beloved.<\/p>\n<p><em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><\/p>\n<h6><\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p><em>aap ahdiyat de vich ahad<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape vich wahdat roop yaar da ey<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape noor wadood shahood aape<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape aap sare roop dhar da eh<\/em><br \/>\n<em>oh mehboob aape aape ho aashiq<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape apne touh jind varda eh<\/em><br \/>\n<em>o dewaniya meem Muhammadi cho<\/em><br \/>\n<em>piya alif aape chamka maarda eh<\/em><\/p>\n<p>In unity he became one<br \/>\nIn unity is the manifestation of the friend<br \/>\nHe is the light, existence and witness<br \/>\nHe is all the manifestations<br \/>\nHe is the beloved, he is the lover<br \/>\nHe gives himself life<br \/>\nOh, madman from the “mim” of Muhammad<br \/>\nThe “Alif” flashes forth.<\/p>\n<p><em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><\/p>\n<h6><\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<h6>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved.<\/h6>\n<p>raag <a class=\"video_time\">25:50<\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>karan ki behad tareef usdi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ohta lung behad cho had aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>hoya bari behad di qaid vicho<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aj had de vich behad aaya<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bibi aaminah de ghar houn ehda<\/em><br \/>\n<em>dekho kufr te shirk da radd aaya<\/em><\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p>How can I praise him limitlessly?<br \/>\nFrom infinity he has become finite<br \/>\nFreed from the prison of limits<br \/>\nHe has become limitless<br \/>\nThere are celebrations in the house of Bibi Aminah<br \/>\nSee, the negation of unbelief and association has come<\/p>\n<p><em>o deewaniya meem da kund pa ke<\/em><br \/>\n<em>surat vich allah hus samad aaya<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Oh, madman wearing the veil of “mim”<br \/>\nAllah has shown himself in his face<\/p>\n<p><em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><br \/>\n<em>mera dholan mahi wasda meem de ohle<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>ahay meem de ohle wasda mera dholan mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>behad ramza dhasda mera dholan mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He lives under the “mim,” my beloved<br \/>\nMy beloved reveals untold secrets<\/p>\n<p><em>auliyah shah mansur kahave<\/em><br \/>\n<em>ramz anal haqq aap sunave<\/em><br \/>\n<em>aape aap nu sooli charhave<\/em><br \/>\n<em>kol khaloke hass da mera dholan mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>behad ramza dhasda mera dholan mahi<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He called Mansur the king of Theologians<br \/>\nHe made him tell the secret of “I am the Truth”<br \/>\nHe had himself executed<br \/>\nAnd laughed standing by<br \/>\nMy beloved reveals untold secrets.<\/p>\n<p><em>behad ramza dhasda mera dholan mahi<\/em><br \/>\n<em>behad ramza dhasda mera dholan mahi…<\/em><\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p>lyrics and translation from :\u00a0https:\/\/vimeo.com\/25239636<\/p>\n<p> <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/sulaymanibnqiddees\/files\/2015\/04\/bullehshahpoem.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"2081\" 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