Burquawalli, tell me,
Tell me,
What your name is,
Think you,
Think you,
What my relationship with you,
A relationship,
A relationship with the heart?
Burquawalli,
Tell me,
Tell me your name,
What your identity,
What your name,
O Nameless Girl,
Burqua-clad veiled,
Hidden from the eyes,
But humming a love song!
Burquawalli, the world knows it not,
Feels it not the pains of yours,
Your life and living
That you too a woman,
Helpless and pitiful,
Full with the milk of kindness,
Tears into the eyes of yours,
The eyelashes wet with weeping,
Only the nights say about.
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