My bosom still rolls in your embrace

Original in Urdu

Teri chaukhat se eik pul guzarta hai
uspar mera wajood sarakta hai
Teri aagosh mein ab tak lipta hai yeh seena
warna yeh kambakht dil kahan dhadakta hai

~Rahul Pandita


A bridge passes through
The threshold of your door,
For myself to crawl over it.
My bosom still rolls in your embrace,
How else could my cursed heart
Beat despite all of it!