UchiyaaN PahaaRiyaaN De			UcheeyaaN PahaaReeyaaN - High Mountains
UchiyaaN pahaaRiyaaN de, Uhle uhle suraja, RishmaaN di laab peya laaye! Peeli peeli dhupaRi nu- Bhan bhan poTiyaaN theeN TeesiyaaN nu baaNkaRi luaaye!			The sun peeks out From behind the high mountains, Planting little seedling of light. It crushes the yellow sunshine Into small pieces, Tying anklets around the mountain tops!
GiTe giTe paunaaN vich – Vagan sugaNdhiyaaN ni, NeeNd payi paNkheruaaN nu aaye! Saave saave rukhaaN diyaaN – JhaNgiyaaN ‘ch kool koi BaeTHi algojaRe vajaaye!			Ankle deep in the wind Perfumes flow, Making the birds sleepy. Through a clump of green trees A water channel flows Piping a melody!
PaaniyaaN de sheeshe vich Mukh vekh kaMmiyaaN de, Roun paye ni paht kumhalaaye! Nikke nikke ghuNgaroo ni – Paun baNh paeraaN vich, ADiyaaN mareeNdi Turi jaaye!			Seeing the blue lotus In the mirror- like water, The drooping leaves weep. The wind has tied Tiny anklets around her feet, And stamps her heels as she walks!
KooliyaaN karoombalaaN te – Sute jal-binduaaN ‘ch Kirana ne deevaRe jagaaye. AuNde jaaNde raahiyaaN nu PaTola jehi soun-chiRi, Maar maar seeTiyaaN bulaaye!			Raindrops asleep On soft, tender shoots, Are lit by rays. A tiny golden bird Calls to the travelers With shrill whistles.
Neele neele aMbaraaN ‘ch UhDe abaabeel koi, Kirana di kaNgani payi khaaye! MiTHaDe tarael di – CHabeel laake phul koi CHiT CHiT bhauraaN nu pilaaye!			In the clear blue sky, A kite circles, Among the rays of light. A flower becomes a drinking place, As it offers droplets of sweet dew To the bees.
Boohe khali titali – Fakeerni nu maulsari, Khaer payi sugaNdhiyaaN di paaye. Es ruhte peeR nu – PiyuNd la de haukeyaaN di, Vaasta ee dhiyaaN da ni maae!			The bakul tree hands out Alms of fragrance To the butterfly at the door . In this season, I beg you to lay A balm of sighs upon my pain.
Thakki thakki peeR koi NeejhaaN deeyaaN DaNDiyaaN te Pole pole ausiyaaN payi paaye! TuT paen miTHa miTHa - Biraha ni athara – Viche vich haDiyaaN nu khaaye.			An old, tired pain, Its eyes riveted on the mud paths, Plays a guessing game with twigs. A moody, sweet separation Breaks over me, And eats into my bones.
Sajana de mel da – KaDHa de CHeti saahiya koi, Chaen saaDe deedeyaaN nu aaye. Sajana de baajh jahg – AsaaN laTbauriyaaN nu, Aakh aakh jhaliyaaN bulaaye.			Unearth a way so I can Meet my beloved, And ease my longing for her. Bereft of our beloved, We infatuated ones, Are called lunatics.
Es piNd koi nahiyoN – Saka saaDa amiye ni, JihRa saaDi peeR nu vaNDaaye! Es ruhte sajana toN baajh – Tere piNd maae, Ik pal kaTeya na jaaye!			There is no one here, mother, Whom I can call my own, Who will share my pain. At such a time, without my beloved, I cannot spend a moment In your town.
UchiyaaN pahaaRiyaaN de, Uhle uhle sooraja, RishmaaN di laab piya laaye! Peeli peeli dhupaRi nu- Bhan bhan poTiyaaN theeN TeesiyaaN nu baaNkaRi luaaye! December 1960			The sun peeks out From behind the high mountains, Planting little seedling of light. Crushes the yellow sunshine Into small pieces Tying anklets around the mountain tops!
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