translation of an Urdu poem of Sachin on love

What magic is beauty?
What power has love?
It’s the stupor of love.
It’s the loonyness of love.

I want to get drowned
In this deep ocean of love.
All world seems purposeless.
If there’s some purpose,
It’s in your eyes telling love.
It’s in your heart full of love.
It’s in your sweet words.
It’s in your style of love.
It’s in your loveliness of love.

I heard many a time
People get loony in love.
Love is blind and what not.
But I always thought
It was just a word,
Devoid of purpose,
Devoid of gains.

But once I felt this love thing,
I knew what poets would say
I knew why love was blind.
It’s true friend; it’s true.
I see nothing in her but beauty.
I see nothing in her but love.
I see nothing else in the world but her!