saaz ye kinaa-saaz kyaa jaane
naaz waale niaaz kyaa jaane

jin ko apani khabar nahi ab tak
vo mere dil kaa raaz kyaa jaane

puchhiye maikasho se lutf-e-sharaab
ye mazaa pakbaaz kyaa jaane

jo raah-e-ishq me xxx naa the
vo nashe ko 'firaq' kyaa jaane

What knows this instrument of spite, this artifice?
The pampered, of devotion's humble sacrifice, what bliss?

Those who yet know not their own selves,
How could they know the secrets of my heart's abyss?

Ask the drinkers, the joy of the wine's embrace,
The pious ones, this pleasure, how could they ever trace?

Those who were not on love's path to walk,
Of intoxication, 'Firaq', how could they find its space?