"Mat pooch ke kya haal hai mera tere peeche?
Tu dekh ke kya rang tera mere aage..."
Ask not what separation has done to me
You see your poise (composure) when I come before you...
"Dil hee to hai na sang-o-khisht, dard se bhar na aaye kyon?
royenge hum hazaar baar, koee hamein sataaye kyon?"
Heart it is, not a stone or brick
Why shouldn't it feel the pain?
Let none tyrannize/torment this heart
Or I shall cry and cry again....