Na chahte huve bhi meri kamyabi mujhe havao ne udatai hai
Meri galti hi hai jo mujhe zamin pe vapas lati hai
Besak safar hasin hai un lambi udanao ka
Par vo hai kamyabi ki kalin par nahi khudse parindo sa ...
Sometimes, to solace my sad heart, I say,
Though late it be, though lily-time be past,
Though all the summer skies be overcast,
Haply I will go down to her, some day,
And cast my rests of life before her feet,
That she may have her will of me, being so sweet
And none gainsay!