آڈیوز
یہ صفحہ صرف صداکار مهدی سروری کی دستیاب آڈیوز دکھاتا ہے۔
صداکار مهدی سروری کی آڈیوز میں حافظ کی کتاب غزلیات
From the fire of my heart, my chest in grief for the Beloved consumed. In this house, was a fire, that the house consumed.
O lapwing of the east wind! to Saba, I send thee: Behold from where to where, I send thee!
Last night, to the wine-house, Zahed, sitting in khalwat, went: From the head of his covenant, he departed; and to the head of the cup, went.
Of coins, is it that they examination take So that, after their own work, all the cloister-holders take?
Who is that one, who, by way of manliness, fidelity with me will make; In respect of an ill-doer like me, once a good deed will make?
The slave of thy intoxicated eye, crown-possessors are: Undone with the wine of Thy ruby lip, sensible ones are.
O breeze! from the dust of the (true) Beloved's path, a perfume bring: My heart's grief, take; glad tidings of the heart-possessor bring.
(O Murshid !) come back; and of my straitened heart, the soul's sincere friend be: Of this consumed one (with love), the reposer of hidden mysteries be.
O idol! with grief of love for thee what plaint, shall I make? In grief for thee, till when the night-seizing wail shall I make ?
Friends ! in the rose-season, that best that " for pleasure we strive : " (This) the word of the Pir of the Magians (the murshid) is. With soul, let us listen.
Mine is an eye, blood-shedding on account of the eye of that bow eyebrow ; Full of tumult will become the world on account of that eye, and of that eyebrow.
O heart! if, from that pit of the chin (of the true Beloved), thou comest forth, Everywhere that thou goest, quickly regretful, thou comest forth.
