Khizon e Palch pisdemayi vitk

Wakhi Poetry with English Translation :

"Zarth palch khizonen de sol yiloi esh Pland

Da khu yod lecer sherin jawon Haror ep tu be ne Kand"

Translation: 

Autumn arrives once a year, yet it forgets its own mortality. If you think you are going to stay happy forever beware; one day you will be seeing the other side as well.

"Bulbul tu khush da khu watan,   Sce waqth ki tu da sarsabz chaman

Romoshthi khat ya khu taan          Ki pemgheni ya zarth chepan"

The Nightingale was happiest in the garden of yellow flowers enjoying in the beautiful gardens and in doing so it forgot its own existence.

Leaves have fallen of trees

"Yem roreth soli far ghiretk.      yem zarth palchi ki parg girethk

Yem jurjuristh jirjim vitk.    Charind parind khoyim vitk"

Thus days and years pass by and life comes in full circle while ending in nothing but ashes.

In autumn, the fountains freeze and the birds stop singing

"Ya shov kipith nasti pidogh        yem yirani ki far ghiretk

Ya Zarj vingas kumri nishetk       ya shend qirghayi dra ghitetk"

The pigeon has gone quiet as the year has passed by, the beautiful sparrows have changed station while the wild birds have replaced them.

"Bulhuth rang dema yi vitk  khizhon e palch pisdema yi vitk

Sharif sce pargperic vitk.  Yiror khanenesh terichi vitk"

The winds started blowing fiercely, sweeping away the autumn leaves with cruel intent.

(Sharif) says that just as autumn ends in sorrow, so does human life succumb to darkness and eventual demise.