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O kindler of fire in the highlands with wood

ูŠุง ู…ูˆู‚ุฏ ุงู„ู†ุงุฑ ุจุงู„ุนู„ูŠุงุก ู…ู† ุฅุถู…

1. O kindler of fire in the highlands with wood
Kindle, for you have stirred an endless longing

ูก. ูŠุง ู…ููˆู‚ูุฏูŽ ุงู„ู†ู‘ุงุฑู ุจูุงู„ุนูŽู„ูŠุงุกู ู…ูู† ุฅูุถูŽู…ู
ุฃูˆู‚ูุฏ ููŽู‚ูŽุฏ ู‡ูุฌุชูŽ ุดูŽูˆู‚ุงู‹ ุบูŽูŠุฑูŽ ู…ูู†ุตูŽุฑูู…ู

2. O kindler of fire, kindle it, for it has
A radiance that excites the fervent loverโ€™s heart

ูข. ูŠุง ู…ููˆู‚ูุฏูŽ ุงู„ู†ู‘ุงุฑู ุฃูˆู‚ูุฏู‡ุง ููŽุฅูู†ู‘ูŽ ู„ูŽู‡ุง
ุณูŽู†ุงู‹ ูŠูŽู‡ูŠุฌู ููุคูŽุงุฏูŽ ุงู„ุนุงุดูู‚ู ุงู„ุณู‘ูŽุฏูู…ู

3. A fire whose radiance shines when it is kindled for us
A blissful one whose guiding light heals sickness

ูฃ. ู†ุงุฑูŒ ุฃูŽุถุงุกูŽ ุณูŽู†ุงู‡ุง ุฅูุฐ ุชูุดูŽุจู‘ู ู„ูŽู†ุง
ุณูŽุนุฏููŠู‘ูŽุฉูŒ ุฏูŽู„ู‘ูู‡ุง ูŠูŽุดููŠ ู…ูู†ูŽ ุงู„ุณูŽู‚ูŽู…ู

4. To one blaming me, I said: It has cured
My body which I sacrificed to it, and my blood

ูค. ูˆูŽู„ุงุฆูู…ู ู„ุงู…ูŽู†ูŠ ููŠู‡ุง ููŽู‚ูู„ุชู ู„ูŽู‡ู
ู‚ูŽุฏ ุดูŽูู‘ูŽ ุฌูุณู…ูŠ ุงู„ู‘ูŽุฐูŠ ุฃูŽู„ู‚ู‰ ุจูู‡ุง ูˆูŽุฏูŽู…ูŠ

5. You were not stirred by a longing you hoped for
Nor did you long for that house from nations

ูฅ. ููŽู…ุง ุทูŽุฑูุจุชูŽ ู„ูุดูŽุฌูˆู ูƒูู†ุชูŽ ุชูŽุฃู…ูŽู„ูู‡ู
ูˆูŽู„ุง ุชูŽุฃูŽู…ู‘ูŽู„ุชูŽ ุชูู„ูƒูŽ ุงู„ุฏุงุฑูŽ ู…ูู† ุฃูู…ูŽู…ู

6. Your nights are not returning with disappointment
As you knew, nor are days of peace

ูฆ. ู„ูŽูŠุณูŽุช ู„ูŽูŠุงู„ูŠูƒูŽ ู…ูู† ุฎุงุฎู ุจูุนุงุฆูุฏูŽุฉู
ูƒูŽู…ุง ุนูŽู‡ูุฏุชูŽ ูˆูŽู„ุง ุฃูŽูŠู‘ุงู…ู ุฐููŠ ุณูŽู„ูŽู…ู