A Qawwali by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan describing a mystical theme of love.
Mast Nazaron Se Allah Bachaaye…
(Allah save me from drunken eyes)
I have seen you in the innocent spring
I have seen you among the stars
My beloved! I swear upon your veiled face
I have seen you in midst of tear drops
Be it any time, I spend it in laughter
Inhaling the fragrance from the flowers
Borrowing light from the stars
The beauty of Beloved do I portray…
I go asleep in concealing the secret of your assembly
Or else these people are seen to be awake
In my garment are nothing but thorns
You seem to be a buyer of flowers
On the last day who will testify for me, O Goblet?
Everyone seems to be facing towards you…
Much did I remember my parted lover today
Much did I remember my ruined garden
When any misfortune of Destiny has conquered us
Much did I remember the entangled tresses of Beloved.
‘Tis not must,
That every evening has a morn.
Sleep shall come in the bed of agony too,
‘Tis not must,
That my head rests at your bosom.
‘Tis not must
The sajdah that the Sheikh performs
At the masjid for the Lord
Carries any effect.
It is must,
That everyone cast their sight
At the Saqi.
But ’tis not must
That Saqi’s eyes fall upon everyone.
From Drunken eyes…
Save me, O Allah!
