English Translation of Bulleh Shah

English Translation of Bulleh Shah's Kalam by: Parvez Iqbal Anjum
	Bulleha least I know who am I ? Neither am I a believer in mosque Neither have I trodden the infidel’s path Neithe am I pious in sinful Nor I Moses in Pharaohs Bulleha least I know who am I ? Nothing I have to do with piety or putrescence Nor am I in pleasure or grief Neither am I of water nor of earth Neither am I of fire nor of air Bulleha least I know who am I ? Neither I found the secret of religion Nor was I born of Adam or Eve Neither I gave me any name Neither am I of those who squat Nor I have to do with dwelling Bulleha least I know who am I ? From the beginning to the end I know nothing but me Nobody else I recognize and found Nobody else more sage than thee Bulleha who Spouse is around Bulleha least I know who am I

	By repeating the mantra of Ranjha By repeating the mantra of Ranjha I myself have gone Ranjha Call me Dheedo Ranjha None should call me Heer Ranjha in me and me in Ranjha no alien ever conceived It is not me it’s He himself disguised in me He himself console , soothe and see Whatever shows in me,the same is my person Whose company have I adopted have become replica of that Throw away white apparel O maiden and put on sufi’s wear White apparel attract smears and sufi’s wear is all clear Bulleh take me to Takhat Hazara I expect from Sials no booty and cheer

	There is a Cheat in the folds of my covering! There is a Cheat in the folds of my covering There is a Cheat in the folds of my covering Whom to tell my shrieks Oh! Hermit There is a Cheat in the folds of my covering If he slipped sans rumpus There would be uproar in the whole universe There is a Cheat in the folds of my covering Muslims are wary of fire and Hindus fear grave Leaving apart all bickering and brawl Escaped somebody else that was brave There is a Cheat in the folds of my covering Somewhere Ram and at other Mullah It is the furor old and ancient There is a Cheat in the folds of my covering Prayer calls were made at Heavenly throne These were listened at the exalted Lahore Shah Inayat has fastened strings And slyly pulls my wings There is a Cheat in the folds of my covering The one who believed has known Others have collapsed and thrown All scuffle and tussle came to halt When Bulleh appeared on the scene There is a Cheat in the folds of my covering

	Wherefore should I go to Ka’aba Wherefore should I go to Ka’aba My heart woo for Takhat Hazara Believers stoop to Ka’aba in reverence We bow our forehead to Love in reference You behold not our failures dear Just perceive our loyalty sheer I am novice know not swimming My dear Mentor cruise me to shore No parallel to you we came across We searched and screened whole cosmos Bulleh’s tradition is untoward and unique He bestows the evildoers and sinners indeed I may arrive in each mosque and temple Bulleh tell me my fate and fortune Ye elbowed away accomplished palmists and pundits And have called in goofs and stupids
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