ANGARN ASAANJEY AAJ ACHE THO

Angarn Asaanjey Aaj Achey Tho
Soorat Jo Sirdaar Nachey Tho
Chandan Charnan Chaarhiyaan Maan

Sikk-a Akhriyun Mein Kariyaan Deedaar
Shyam Jaa Vaar-a Ta Ghundeedaar
Chandan Charnan Chaarhiyaan Maan

Subooh Ain Shaam, Pirbhaat Ain Raat
Ik Tuhinjee, Tuhinjee Vaaee Vaat
Chandan Charnan Chaarhiyaan Maan

Jaagee Jaagee To Nihaariyaan
Raanaa, Raanaa To Pukaariyaan
Chandan Charnan Chaarhiyaan Maan

Hin Galee-a Tuhinjo Jaadoo Aahey
Mast Karey Tuhinjee Murli Kaahey
Chandan Charnan Chaarhiyaan Maan

Laahuti Rang Achee Rooh Rachaa-ay
Achee Nuri-a Khay Toon Noor Mein Naa-ay
Chandan Charnan Chaarhiyaan Maan



CHANDAN CHARANAN CHAARHIYAAN! ( Bhajan Ganga - Page 93)

SOORAT JO SIRDAAR ( Nuri Granth - Page 827)


THE BEAUTEOUS MASTER ( Nuri Granth – Vol. II - Page 1755)

Unto my house, today He has come,
And the Beauteous Master dances with abandon!
And with sandal-paste, I aspire to anoint His feet!

With love-filled eyes, I perceive the wonderful vision,
Of Shyama with His curly hair!
And with sandal-paste, I aspire to anoint His feet!

Morning and evening, at night and at dawn,
Of You only, I sing!
And with sandal-paste, I aspire to anoint Your feet!

I sleep not, but the night through,
I remain on the look-out for You,
And O Prince! O my Prince! I send my calls to You!
For, with sandal-paste, I aspire to anoint Your feet!

Your magic only prevails in this lonely lane:
And the song of Your flute, transports me with love!
And with sandal-paste, I aspire to anoint Your feet!

Come, O Beloved, and imbue my soul, with the hue divine:
And let me bathe, in Your celestial radiance, says Nuri!
And with sandal-paste, I aspire to anoint Your feet!