This one is again from Shiv Kumar Batalvi
Bhathi walie chambe diye daaliye, Peeran da paraga bhun de
(Oh flower of jasmine, you own the oven, bake me one lot of pain)

Tainu dewan hanjuan da bhara, Peeran da paraga bhun de
(I'll pay you in terms of tears, bake me one lot of pain)

Chetti-chetti karin main taan jaana badi door hi,
(Please hurry up, I have to go very far)

Jithe mere haaniya da langh giya poor hai,
(Where village of my friends have been surpassed)

Jithe mere haaniya da tur giya poor hai,
(Where village of my friends have been surpassed)

Bhathi walie chambe diye daaliye, Peeran da paraga bhun de
(Oh flower of jasmine, you own the oven, bake me one lot of pain)

Tainu dewan hanjuan da bhara, Peeran da paraga bhun de
(I'll pay you in terms of tears, bake me one lot of pain)

So gayian hawavan ro-ro kar virlaap ve,
(Winds have slept, after a lot of weeping)

Taariyaan nu charh giya matha-2 taap hai,
(Even stars have gained small temprature)

Janj sahan ji da rus gaya larha, Peeran da paraga bhun de
(Bridegroom of my breaths is angry wid me, bake me one lot of pain)

Bhathi walie chambe diye daaliye, Peeran da paraga bhun de
(Oh flower of jasmine, you own the oven, bake me one lot of pain)

Tainu dewan hanjuan da bhara, Peeran da paraga bhun de
(I'll pay you in terms of tears, bake me one lot of pain)