Attaullah Khan
Those moonlit nights have gone, those meetings have gone
My friend's color has changed Those loving words have gone
Saying God has the right then nothing else remained
Those prayers, those blessings, those meetings have gone
And the customary paths of friendship are there
But the caretaker of those fond and long meetings has gone
Leaving me, which country has my beloved gone to
My beloved has forgotten to return
Kabhi Mehve uskavari. Na tapay sar zamana
The obsession with your beauty, captivating aura
Your gracefulness was lovable
We became fast friends becoming very optimistic
We had no idea that customary affection would not be heard
Leaving me which country has my beloved gone to
My beloved has forgotten to return
