Na Koi Jaan Na Pehchaan by Humaira Arshad with English Translation

na koi jaan na pehchaan aywein takkay da mehman

I don't even know him he is like a self-invited guest
gali vichoon onda jhandaaa mainoon wekhyda ay

But yet he stares at me while passing through my street
saday samny dukaan kha ke laachi waala paan

He buys a cardamom paan from the shop in front of our house
paisy khada khadanda mainoon wekhyda ay

His eyes are on me as he takes out the money (from his wallet) to pay.

na koi jaan na pehchaan aywein takkay da mehman

I don't even know him he is like a self-invited guest
gali vichoon onda jhandaaa mainoon wekhyda ay

But yet he stares at me while passing through my street

Monda ay gawandhian da sanwlaa ay rang da

He is the son of our neighbors and his complexion is on the darker side.
udy da saraa din kothy oty landha

His whole day is spent on the terrace of his house
uto sikar dopeyre phanje laghda nei per

At peak hours of the noon when you can't even place foot on the floor (coz of excruciating heat)
toopay sarh da sarhanda mainoon wekhdya

(Even then) burning in the noon heat I find him looking at me. (from his terrace)

ik din citi mar gali wechoon langh yaa

One day he passed through my street whistling
kothy oty hoqa peenda veer mera khang yaa

My brother who was enjoying a hookah on the terrace "coughed" (coz he heard him too)

[comment: I tell you now he's dead]

uth pajhaa goli waangh jewein rory kolo kanghe

He ran like a bullet like a crow flies away from a pebble.
pechoon paghda phghoon da manoon wekhdya

And even while running for his life he has his eyes on me.

[comment: Lol! The guy got some serious guts]

mera malha katha hoya jeraa aweey mardaa

The whole neighborhood gathered and whoever came gave him a good beating
har koi akhy odha moonh fit kardaa

Everybody is cursing him
ja dethy kanna noonh maroordy agoon hathe peya joray

They twisted his ears and he pleaded with folded hands.
hathe jorda joranda mainoon wekhdya

Through all this pleading and folding hands he is still looking at me only.

taras vee away mainoon kutt kutt jaane ty

I feel pity for the wretched boy
charn khachichiyan vee khasma noon khane ty

And at the same time I feel angry on him too
ni main ty veera wangh janaa ronda ondaye mar jaana

I see him as a brother (meaning she has never felt and romantic love for him)
akhaan poonjda pujhda pujhandaaa wekhdya

Wiping his eyes too he is looks at me.