Wakhi Language Song (The Theatre of life)

Poet: Nazir Ahmed Bulbul, Language: Wakhi, Translated by: Noor

Bozigari inson, yem dunyowi yi kucha

Har ruwori tamosho drem, har naghdi tamasha

Man is an artist, and the world is a play

Every night, each day, is a new show!

Har khalgri kirdor ghitetk, wakhti muqarar

Ki vechte’sh xitik, khamde’sh ajal suratay pardah

Everyone has a role to play, and the time is fixed

When the play ends, death unfolds, like a curtain!

Sek umray razhek wakhte’sh hazeng kuhtay nemejuvd

Naeyi ya xitik vechner, naeyep wazd ya kucha

Time forces everyone to dance on the stage of life

Neither the play come to an end, nor the stage ever gets tired

Khu wakhtay bu kirdoren niv sak buy be zxhu jonon

Bakh’shi yem khushighisht tower, mazkhri ghamet nola

We, my dear, are merely two characters of our time

Happiness have been granted to you, and grief to me

Ti yark tu zxhu kufn, ya zxhu farz de town ishq

Tower ya ti pala, woz mazxher tu ya zxhu pala

You were destined to give me pain, and I to love thee

You did your part, and I am doing my part

Wiztep woz ti rang mast kuy, sak buyen ki reghday

Wiztep woz yi Bulbul zxhu jenaw, thuwner x’u dunyo

After we leave, someone as full of vanity as you will come again 

And a Bulbul (nightingale), like me, will also come, to put his own world on fire!