We who burn in love
Know no peace, no rest
The dark lanes of love
Are surrounded with inky blackness
A traveler of this path
Usually stops part way
We who walk on thorns
Know no peace, no rest
When the heart is grieving and restless
We distract it, by saying
Sorrow is the treasure of love
We who cheat our own hearts and minds
Know no peace, no rest

 

(Translated from a song originally in Hindi)