Amir Khusro (r.a) and Love of the Prophet (saws)

Amir Khusro (r.a) and the Love of the Prophet (saws)

Namey danum chih manzil bud shab jai kih mun budam
I do not know the stations, the blessed night where I was,
Baher su raqsey bismil bud shab jai kih mun budam
All around me were half-slaughtered victims of love,
tossing about in agony.Raqeeban gosh ber awaz, ou der naaz-o-mun tersaanMy rivals were all ears, elated he, and craving I!Sukhan guftan chih mushkil bud shab jai kih mun budam
How hard it was to say a word! The blessed night where I was!
Pari paiker nigara, surv qadday lalah rukhsarayA fairy-like my beloved, he stood aloft with rosy cheeks,Sarapa aaftay dil bud shab jai kih mun budamLuminous was he embodied, the blessed night where I was!Khuda Khud mir-e-majIis bud ander lamakan Khusro
God Himself chaired assemblage in the non-place, 0 Khusro!
Muhammad sham'ay mehfil bud shab jai kih mun budam
Muhammad illuminated the assembly, the blessed night where I was!