Rohi

a strange spring's abloom
far away
in the desert

where my foolish love resides,
and a thousand lovers
with bewitching eyes

still, I remain
a traveler
without destination

Original:

Rohi di ajab bahaar dissey
jith maen nimaanri da yaar vassey
uth ashiq lakh te hazaar vassey
hik maen musafir bewatan

- Khwaja Ghulam Farid