Treasure Island

Amir Khusro

(1253 - 1325 / Patiali / India)

Dye Me In Your Hue


Dye me in your hue, my love,
You are my man, oh beloved of Almighty;
Dye me in your hue.
My scarf, and the beloved's turban,
Both need to be dyed in the hue of spring;
Whatever be the price for dyeing, ask for it,
You can have my blossoming youth in mortgage;
Dye me in your hue.
I have come and fallen at your door step,
For you to safeguard my pride, my dignity,
You are my man, Oh beloved of Almighty,
Dye me in your hue.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Edited: Friday, March 23, 2012

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