Rauna Sajda Bhagti Sadi, Peer Nu Raji Chai Da

Rauna Sajda Bhagti Sadi, Peer Nu Raji Chai Da
Crying in reverence to my guru is my spiritual practice; I want to ensure my guru is always happy with me.

Sajde Vajo Noor Na Bole, Peer De Kadam Bulie Da
Without bowing in reverence, the divine light within remains silent. The Guru calls from within.

Jis Dam Peer Nu Sajda Kita, Araba Nooria Jai Jai Kita
The moment I bowed to my Guru, millions of divine souls echoed “Jai Jai.”

Guru Nu Sajda Karnai Wale, Tenu Sajda Chai Da
Those who bow before the Guru earn reverence from others too—they honor the divine love in you.

Peer Yaad Diya Hii Utan, Shuria Chalan Jigar Nu Khutan
In remembrance of my Guru, pain stirs within and pierces my heart.

Kar Ka Kaleja Ishq Bimari, Peer Da Darshan Chai Da
Love has become an illness in my chest—I long for the vision of my Guru.

Purab Walia Rooh Aiya, Jeo Krishan Nai Gopia Viyia
The Guru meets souls from past lives, like Krishna met the Gopis to ferry them across.

Mita Bole Peer Je Hirde, Dil Lut Mast Baniye Da
The sweet words of my Guru steal my heart and leave me intoxicated in love.

Poorab Wali Gal Sunava, Janak Ja Nanak Ban Kai Ave
Let me speak of lifetimes before—when I came as Raja Janak or Guru Nanak.

Polai Jatt Te Lalo Varge, Pulia Yaad Karia Da
Souls like Polai Jatt and Bhai Lalo were guided to always remember the Guru.

Poorab Wala Guru Phasatha, Poorab Walia Karda Baata
I’ve reunited with my eternal Guru, who speaks of our countless past encounters.

Sun Ke Bachan Jo Ban Ja Laga, Baut Chod Ud Jai Da
Those who embrace the Guru’s word detach from the human body’s illusion.

Shah Inayat Bulleh Vale, Bulleh Nu Oh Marai Ale
Shah Inayat, the Guru of Bulleh Shah, calls out lovingly to Bulleh.

Peer Da Chor Que Bulia Banda, Amb Thod Paj Jai Da
Why act as a thief of the Guru? You’ve taken from the divine tree without permission.

Goshia Tera Amb Jo Thode, Kamal Peer Ta Tutai Jode
Your chants broke the divine fruit—but the true Guru can mend what’s broken.

Tuvi Tuta Tai Amb Vi Tutai, Duvai Jhod Vikai Da
You are broken and so is the fruit—but I’ll mend both.

Bulleh Panje Amb Jo Rakhe, Sajda Diga Amb Cha Rakhe
Bulleh placed the five mangos at Shah Inayat’s feet and fell in sajda.

Jode Ve Peera Tutia Thai, Aisa Sadhu Chai Da
The one who joins what’s broken—that’s the Guru I need.

Panjo Amb Jo Agai Rakhe, Marai Fook Te Panje Udai
With a single breath, the Guru sent the five mangos flying.

Jedi Dali Nalo Tutai, Utai Jod Vakhie Da
And they rejoined the same branch they had fallen from.

Hii Mare Kai Bullah Roo Aya, Jod Ve Peera Mareed Ta Moi Ah
Crying in agony, Bulleh pleaded, “O Guru, please rejoin your broken disciple.”

Murde Mureed Nu Gor Guru Di, Pal Vich Tak Vikie Da
Only a Guru can awaken the lifeless disciple to divine vision.

Sajde Diga Roi Javai, Noori Farishte Ai Sare
As Bulleh cried in sajda, divine beings descended.

Bulleh De A Hirde Bad De, Arba Noorie Gai Da
They entered Bulleh’s heart; millions of divine souls began to sing.

Bulla Hoya Mast Diwana, Vah Vah Peer Da Pak Joorana
Bulleh went mad in love—praising the blessed bond with his Guru.

Anga Vich Na Khushi Samai Ve, Nach Nach Kumar Pai Da
Joy overflowed in his limbs—he danced wildly in divine ecstasy.

Rauna Peer Da Arsh Hilave, Ashant Ave Ta Noor Bulavai
Tears in love for the Guru shake the heavens; when you’re restless, divine light speaks from within.

Chup Komoshi Apai Ave, Has Has Jug Hasi Da
Silence comes naturally then—you laugh and bring joy to the world.

Uchi Zaat De Kol Ja Bena, Bich Birdari Kafar Huna
Being of high caste, Bulleh erred by sitting among the same caste, while his Guru was from a lower caste.

Bulleh Nu Saeth Kendai, Kheda Murshad Chai Da
The high-caste men questioned Bulleh—why follow a low-born Guru?

Sarai Uchi Zaat De Talaav, Koi Na Kamal Peer Da Ashiq
All were proud of their caste—none could grasp divine love.

Saieth Kendai Saida Vajo, Hor Na Murshad Chai Da
They said unless your Guru is from our caste, he’s not worthy.

Bulleh Kenda Peer Hai Mera, Shah Inyat Noorie Chera
Bulleh declared, “My Guru is Shah Inayat, a radiant face of divine light.”

Noor Kudha Ta Usdi Mane, Shah Inyat Chai Da
Even God obeys him—I need only Shah Inayat.

Shah Inyaat Kenda Bulleya, Tu Que Hai Meno Phuliya
Shah Inayat asked, “Why did you forget me, Bulleh?”

Uti Kothe Mode Merai, Sang Kusang Na Jai Da
“Get up, return to me, and leave this bad company.”

Saida Vich Bullah Sharamia, Peer Da Hukam Ut Bajia
Ashamed among the high-caste men, Bulleh disobeyed his Guru.

Sang Kusangi Bet Ke Bullah, Lahe Te Mool Gavi Da
Bad company made him lose his spiritual wealth.

Peer Nai Jad Godi Hath Laya, Vaadat Eh Ishq Vapas Aya
When Shah Inayat touched Bulleh’s knee, he withdrew the divine love he once gave.

Bullah Tap Da Chula Vangoo Khali Kar Vikai Da
Bulleh burned like an empty stove—his ecstasy gone.

Bullah Arsha Uto Diga, Kamal Peer Da Kadar Na Jata
He fell from spiritual heights—not realizing the worth of his Guru.

Bulleh Nai Moo Kala Kita, Peer Nai Burka Paida
Bulleh defamed himself; his Guru covered his face and turned away.

Zakami Peer Hizar Da Khuta, Usda Bachan Na Mane Bullah
The Guru, wounded by Bulleh’s refusal to obey, distanced himself.

Vesva Kanjari Peer Di Pati, Zakami Gana Gaya Da
A courtesan who sang at the Guru’s doorstep sang songs of sorrow.

Veshva Kendi, Peer Munava, Jai Mai Zakami Gana Gava
She said, “Win your Guru back—sing and dance in longing.”

Baara Varsh Nachava Tenoo, Kamal Peer Manie Da
“You must dance for 12 years—only then will your Guru accept you again.”

Bullah Vesvha Koob Nachia, Baara Varsh Da Kajia Paya
So Bulleh danced at her home—twelve years passed.

Hi Marai Roi Janda, Jeevan Maran Baniye Da
He cried endlessly—life became death.

Baara Varsh Ja Poorai Hoi, Bullah Nachai Peer De Hoi
Twelve years complete, he kept dancing in pain.

Aiya Shah Inyaat Sun Ke, Hi Na Bulleh Da
Shah Inayat returned, moved by Bulleh’s cries.

Peera Ve Meno Ishq Nachia, Terai Pichai Kanjar Baniya
“O Guru, your love made me dance—I’ve lost all worldly shame.”

Zaalam Sayda Zulam Kamia, Meno Maar Mukie Da
Those arrogant men ruined me—listening to them killed my soul.

Shah Inyat Ronda Dita, Hi Marai Bole Mita
Shah Inayat wept seeing Bulleh’s pain and said sweetly:

Ah Ve Bullia Gale Lagva, Nooria Vich Mali Da
“Come, Bulleh—embrace me. I’ll take you into the divine realm again.”

Sardar Peer Ja Kenda Bullah, Bullah Kenda Mai Ha Phulla
The Guru came close—Bulleh wept, “Forgive me, I strayed.”

Apnai Joga Kar Le Peera, Tera Naam Japai Da
“Make me worthy again, so I can chant your name.”

Peer Kamal Nai Galai Lagia, Sifat Pandar Kulie Da
The divine Guru embraced him—and opened the treasure of grace within.