Navroj Na Din, Ginan - Shahid Barkat Ali

Описание: Navroz Ginan

Ejī Navroj nā din sohāmanā
Srī Alī Kāyam shikār ramvā van gayā
Sevaknā man thayā udāsī
Prān Alī charane rahiyā

Ejī Srī Kāyam prite jo chint bāndhi
Narne prite ame van gayā
Evā van sohāmnā nar Kāyam dithā
Delā dai devantā rahiyā

Ejī Bhalūn thayūn sāhebe sūmat ālī
Sri Alī Kāyam sāthe ramvā ame van gayā
Anant āshā pūrī amārī
Shāh dil bhāve gamiyā

Ejī Hete Alī sūn hirakh bāndhyo
Avichal rang sāheb se girahiyā
Evi chit bāndhī nar Kāyam sāthe
Sat bhandār motīe bhariyā

Ejī Ame sāheb sāthe sahel kidhā
Ridh sidhaj pāmiyā
Ek man ginān je sāmbhle
Ā jīv tenā odhariyā

Ejī Jīv jyāre jugat pāme
Prān pope ram rahiyā
Agar chandan prem rasiyā
Hete hans sarovar jhiliyā

Ejī Gadh Chakvāne kille Shāh Khalilullāh rame
Tiyān Fateh Alī ne mayā karīne bolāvīyā
Anant āshā pūrī amārī
Nit Alī nūre uthiyā

Ejī Bhāire moman tame bhāve ārādho
Bhāne Shamsī tame sāmbhlo rukhī
Sāhebnā gun nahīn visāre
Tenā prān nahīn thāshe dukhī

Translation:

O brother! It was the beautiful day of Navroz when my Qaim Lord Ali (a.s.) went to jungle for hunting. The heart of this servant became melancholic but the soul remained at the feet of Ali (a.s.).

O brother! We were so overwhelmed by the love of the Lord Qaim (a.s.) that we also reached the jungle in his love. We saw the Imam (a.s.) in that scenic jungle. It was such a beautiful scene that even the angels were offering their lives for sacrifice.

O brother! How nice it was that the Lord gave us the understanding that we also went to jungle with Qaim Lord Ali (a.s.) to play. Many of our desires were fulfilled and our hearts became saturated with his love.

O brother! We received immense happiness in the love of Ali (a.s.) and we attained from him the eternal colour. Our thoughts were so attached with the Qaim Lord that as if we received the treasures of reality.

O brother! We travelled with our Lord and received many worldly and spiritual happiness. He who listens to Ginan attentively his soul will attain salvation.

O brother! When the soul gets the true way of worship then it blooms like flower. His existence becomes saturated with the fragnance of love like sandal-wood and his soul enjoys in the lake of reality.

O brother! Once Imam Khalilullah Ali (a.s.) was relaxing in the fort of Chakwa when he called Fatehali with his mercy. My uncountable desires were fulfilled and his Nūr was always flowing.

O brother! Sayyid Shamsi (r.a.) says: O momins! Remember the Lord with love. He who does not forget the blessings of the Lord, his soul will never be unhappy.