AASHIANA (1974)
Music: Hari Arjun
Lyrics: Neeraj
Rafi Sahaab’s another rare gem: Kaisee Mehfil Hai Yeh...
Original Lyrics Transliterated/Translated into English by NASIR ALI:
Kaisee mehfil hai yeh,
WHAT SORT OF PARTY IS THIS!
Kaisaa melaa hai yeh,
WHAT SORT OF CROWD IS THIS!
Hai.n farishte sabhee,
ANGELS ALL,
Koee insaa.n nahee.n
NOT ONE HUMAN BEING,
Kaisee mehfil hai yeh,
WHAT SORT OF PARTY IS THIS!
Kaisaa melaa hai yeh,
WHAT SORT OF CROWD IS THIS!
Hai.n farishte sabhee
ANGELS ALL,
Koee insaa.n nahee.n
NOT ONE HUMAN BEING,
Kaisee mehfil hai yeh,
WHAT SORT OF PARTY IS THIS!
Kaisaa melaa hai yeh.
WHAT SORT OF CROWD IS THIS!
Hamm khilauna bane.n,
WE BECOME PLAYTHINGS,
Hamm tamaasha bane.n,
A SPECTACLE WE BECOME,
Hamm khilauna bane.n,
WE BECOME PLAYTHINGS,
Hamm tamaasha bane.n,
A SPECTACLE WE BECOME,
Teree mehfil me.n hamm, jaane kyaa kyaa bane.n,
AT YOUR PARTY WHO KNOWS WHAT
WE'LL BECOME,
Teree mehfil me.n hamm, jaane kyaa kyaa bane.n,
AT YOUR PARTY WHO KNOWS WHAT WE'LL
BECOME,
Dil se khele koee,
SOME TOY WITH THE HEART,
Gham se khele koee,
SOME WITH THE SORROW PLAY,
Sab khilaune yahaa.n,
ALL ARE PLAYTHINGS HERE,
koee insaa.n nahee.n
NOT ONE HUMAN BEING!
Kaisee mehfil hai yeh,
WHAT SORT OF PARTY IS THIS,
Kaisaa melaa hai yeh...
WHAT SORT OF CROWD IS THIS!
Ek se ek qaatil nigaahe.n yahaa.n
KILLER LOOKS HERE, ONE BETTER THAN ANOTHER,
Ek se ek qaatil nigaahe.n
yahaa.n
KILLER LOOKS HERE, ONE BETTER THAN ANOTHER,
Ek se, ek rangee.n adaaye.n yahaa.n,
FLASHY STYLES HERE, ONE BETTER THAN ANOTHER,
Ek se, ek range.n adaaye.n yahaa.n,
FLASHY STYLES HERE, ONE BETTER THAN ANOTHER,
Kaisaa gulshan hai yeh,
WHAT SORTA ROSE GARDEN IS THIS,
Kaisaa aalam hai yeh,
WHAT KINDA WORLD IS THIS,
Hai.n meherbaa.n sabhee,
ALL ARE FAVOURABLY INCLINED,
Koee insaa.n nahee.n,
NOT ONE HUMAN BEING!
Kaisee mehfil hai yeh,
WHAT SORT OF PARTY IS THIS,
Kaisaa melaa hai yeh,
WHAT SORT OF CROWD IS THIS,
Hai.n farishte sabhee,
ANGELS ALL,
Koee insaa.n nahee.n,
NOT ONE HUMAN BEING!
Kaisee mehfil hai yeh,
WHAT SORT OF PARTY IS THIS,
Kaisaa melaa hai yeh.
WHAT SORT OF CROWD IS THIS!
NASIR ALI.
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages.
AS YOU LIKE IT - Shakespeare
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