Mitar Puare Noon Lyrics

Mithr piaarae noo(n) haal mureedhaa dhaa kehinaa ?
Thudhh bin rog rajaaeeaa dhaa oudtan naag nivaasaa dhae hehinaa ?
Sool suraahee kha(n)jar piaalaa bi(n)g kasaaeeaaa(n) dhaa sehinaa ?
Yaararrae dhaa saanoo(n) saathhar cha(n)gaa bhat(h) khaerriaa dhaa rehinaa ?

Tell the beloved friend (the Lord) the plight of his disciples.
Without You, rich blankets are a disease and the comfort of the house is like living with snakes.
Our water pitchers are like stakes of torture and our cups have edges like daggers.