Haan woh nahin khuda parast, jaoo woh bewafa sahi ...

Haan woh nahin khuda parast, jaoo woh bewafa sahi,
Jis ko ho deen-o-dil aziz, uss ki gali mein jae kiun,

Beloved's godlessness - I accept, her unfaithfulness too,
If heart and faith are important, why enter her lane ?

- Mirza Ghalib

The cup of the eye is filled to the brim - (English)

The cup of the eye is filled to the brim,
My tears - they yearn for freedom,
To flow, to move, to fall like the monsoon rain,
You are required Ohh evil soul, harbinger of pain,
For the heart is a lamb and you the butcher,
Slaughter it and let the blood-tear flow,
Let men forget the rains that turn the grass green,
Let them see the tears of blood ... the paint,
That makes the soaking ground crimson,
Let the sun's light think that dew falls,
Let it sparkle on the river of tears,
I need you beloved for the pain you give,
Return - for cup of the eye is filled to the brim,

- Hassan

Qasoor uss ka nahi, iss kafir dil ka hai ...

Qasoor uss ka nahi, iss kafir dil ka hai,
Kai woh aik aur chahney walai hazar,

The fault lies not with them but with this evil heart,
For they are one and their lovers a thousand,

Rahay gi yaad humein us ki khush mizaji bhi ...

Rahay gi yaad humein us ki khush mizaji bhi,
Mila hai jab bhi khush fehmion mein daal gaya,

His loving manner, we shall remember,
At every meeting, the false hopes grew,