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O one who shoots arrows at a wounded heart

ูŠุง ุฑุงู…ูŠุง ู‚ู„ุจุง ุฌุฑูŠุญ

1. O one who shoots arrows at a wounded heart
Slow down, do not rush into beauty

ูก. ูŠุง ุฑุงู…ูŠุง ู‚ู„ุจุง ุฌุฑูŠุญ
ู…ู‡ู„ุง ุชูˆู„ู‡ ููŠ ู…ู„ูŠุญ

2. If connection is not true
The lover is content with rejection

ูข. ุฅู† ู„ู… ูŠูƒู† ูˆุตู„ ุตุญูŠุญ
ุฑุถู‰ ุงู„ู…ุชูŠู… ุจุงู„ุตุฏูˆุฏ

3. Trust my hearing with a soft voice
If your connection brings glory, oh beauty

ูฃ. ุฃู…ู†ู† ุนู„ู‰ ุณู…ุนูŠ ุจู„ู†
ุฅู†ย  ุนุฒู‘ูŽ ูˆุตู„ูƒ ูŠุง ุญุณู†

4. Then I am the lover tempted
Between the springs and roses

ูค. ูุฃู†ุง ุงู„ู…ุชูŠู… ุจุงู„ูุชู†
ุจูŠู† ุงู„ู…ู†ุงู‡ู„ ูˆุงู„ูˆุฑูˆุฏ

5. A king who is singled out with charm
My heart wore out and did not connect

ูฅ. ู…ู„ูƒ ุชูุฑุฏ ุจุงู„ุฏู„ุงู„
ุฃุจู„ู‰ ุงู„ูุคุงุฏ ูˆู…ุง ูˆุตู„

6. Slow down on me, I am a gazelle
Alive with etiquette and pacts

ูฆ. ู…ู‡ู„ุง ุนู„ูŠ ุฃู†ุง ุบุฒุงู„
ุญูŠ ุงู„ู…ุฑุงุณู… ูˆุงู„ุนู‡ูˆุฏ

7. None in my heart but you
And I am your slain victim

ูง. ู…ุง ููŠ ุงู„ูุคุงุฏ ุณูˆุงูƒู…
ูˆุฃู†ุง ู‚ุชูŠู„ ุณูˆุงูƒู…

8. So send to me to see you
That those good fortunes may clear up

ูจ. ูุฃุฑุณู„ ุฅู„ูŠ ุฃุฑุงูƒู…
ูƒูŠ ุชู†ุฌู„ูŠ ุชู„ูƒ ุงู„ุณุนูˆุฏ

9. Eras pass and none I loved
But the passion from my heart

ูฉ. ุชูู†ู‰ ุงู„ุฏู‡ูˆุฑ ูˆู…ุง ู‡ูˆู‰
ู…ู†ูŠ ุงู„ูุคุงุฏ ุณูˆู‰ ุงู„ู‡ูˆู‰

10. To it I have the submission of love
If only rejection had limits

ูกู . ู…ู†ูŠ ู„ู‡ ุฐู„ ุบูˆู‰
ู„ูŠุช ุงู„ุตุฏูˆุฏ ู„ู‡ ุญุฏูˆุฏ

11. The taste of passion is bitter
Whenever you connect, itโ€™s sweet

ูกูก. ุทุนู… ุงู„ู‡ูˆู‰ ู…ุฑ ูˆู„
ูƒู† ูƒู„ู…ุง ูˆุตู„ุช ุญู„ุง

12. Quenching the thirst of the lover
It makes one forget pacts

ูกูข. ุชุณู‚ูŠ ุงู„ู…ุชูŠู… ุจุงู„ุณู„ุงุฐ
ูุฉ ุฅู†ู‡ุง ุชู†ุณูŠ ุงู„ุนู‚ูˆุฏ

13. Oh how beautiful is the gazelle
Tempting the lover with coquetry

ูกูฃ. ูŠุง ู…ุง ุฃู…ูŠู„ุญุฉ ุบุฒุงู„
ูŠูู†ูŠ ุงู„ู…ุชูŠู… ุจุงู„ุฏู„ุงู„

14. From it comes harvest and trial
If only rejection had limits

ูกูค. ู…ู†ู‡ ุงู„ุชุฌู†ูŠ ูˆุงู„ุชุจุงู„
ู„ูŠุช ุงู„ุตุฏูˆุฏ ู„ู‡ ุญุฏูˆุฏ

15. Since I am a thin branched sapling
My pain you quench with wine

ูกูฅ. ุนู„ู‰ ุฃู†ู†ูŠ ุตุจ ุฑู‚ูŠู‚
ู„ุขู„ุงู…ูŠ ุชุณู‚ูŠ ุงู„ุฑุญูŠู‚

16. For her beauty my side burns
If only connection returns tomorrow

ูกูฆ. ู„ุฌู…ุงู„ู‡ุง ูˆุฌุฏูŠ ุดู‚ูŠู
ู„ูŠุช ุงู„ูˆุตุงู„ ุบุฏุง ูŠุนูˆุฏ