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alif al'lah chambey di booti-- meaning

Alif Al'Lah chambay di booti, tay meray murshid maan vich lai hoo

Alif Al'Lah...My Master (guru) has planted the fragrant seed of love in my heart

Ho nafi-asbaat da paani dey kay

by giving me the drink of negation-affirmation (La’ilaha,illal’La’Hu)

Har raggay harjai Hu

I am detached from everything

Ho joog joog jeevay mera Murshid sohna

May my loving Master (guru) be there for ever and ever

Hathhay jissay booti lai ho

who blew life into me

Pir meraya jugni

I have the spirit of my Pir (guru)

As way Al’Lah waliyan di jugni ji

The spirit of all the lovers of Al’Lah

Ae way Nabi Pak di jugni ji

The spirit of the Holy Prophet (Muhammad)

Ae way Maula Ali wali jugni ji

The spirit of Maula Ali

Ae way merry pir di jugni ji

The spirit of my Pir (guru)

Ae way saaray sabaz di jugni ji

The spirit of all His words

Dum gutkoon, dum gutkoon, dum gutkoon

Every time I think of you my God, my heart races

Karay Saaeein pardhay tay kalima nabi da parthay saaein

Fakir recites the kalima that was brought on by Prophet Muhammad (La’ilaha,illal’LaHu

Jugni taat khaeein vich thaal

O’people, share what ever you have

Chhadh duniya dey janjaal

discard worldly worries

Kuch nai nibna bandiya naal

There is nothing you can take to the grave

Rakhi saabat sidh ammal

Except your pure and righteous actions

Jugni dig payee vich roi

So perplexed was the creation that she stumbled (poet is referring to the Covenant of Alast, mentioned in the Qu’ran))

Otthay ro ro kamli hoi

There she wailed profusely

Oddi vaath naye lainda koi

But there was no one who could notice

Tay kalmay binna nai mildi toi

Remember, there is no salvation without kalima (La’ilaha,illal’LaHu) —

Ho wanga charha lo kuriyon

Put on your bangles, girls

Mere daata dey darbar diyan

At the court of my Daata (Ali Hijviri)

Ho naa kar Dheeya khair piyari

Daughter, don’t be proud of your youth

Maan daindiya gailryaan

your mother scruffs and scolds you

Din din talhi juwani jaandi

With each passing day, your youth slips by

Joon sohna puthia lariyaan

Even gold when put in furnace moulds itself

Aurat marad, shahzaday sohney

Women, men are so beautiful

O moti, O laa lariyaan

Like pearls, like the gems

Sir da sarfa kar naa kairey

Those who are not self-absorbed

Peer prem pyar lariyan

They are the ones who know unconditional Love

O daata day darbaar jaw ke ache

Whenever you visit the court (shrine) of Daata Sahib

Pawan khair sawa lariyan