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Tuesday, October 4, 2011

872. More Romantic Songs of Rafi: kal meree taraah mujhko ...

Movie: MERE GHARIB NAWAZ (1973)
Lyrics: Mehboob Sarwar
Music: Kamal Rajasthani
Romantic Solo Songs of Rafi:  Kal meree taraah mujh ko aap salaam karenge….
Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original Urdu/Hindi Lyrics:  

Hmmm~~~hmmm~~~
kal meree taraah, mujh ko, salaam, aap karenge,
YOU’LL GREET ME IN FUTURE THE WAY I DO,
kal meree taraah  mujh ko,  salaam,  aap karenge
YOU’LL GREET ME IN FUTURE THE WAY I DO,
Khaamosh rahoongaa mai.n, kalaam,  aap karenge,
MUM I’LL KEEP, THE TALKING YOU’LL DO, 
kal meree taraah mujh ko,  salaam,  aap karenge…
YOU’LL GREET ME IN FUTURE THE WAY I DO!
dikhlaake jhalak hosh talak,  chheeen liyaa hai,
BY FLASHING A GLIMPSE, YOU’VE SNATCHED EVEN THE SENSES,
saqee ne mujhe mai ke ivaz, pyaas diyaa hai,
SAKI HAS GIVEN ME THE CRAVING IN PLACE OF THE WINE,
maikhaane me.n, aankho.n ke jise,  bandh kiyaa hai,
TO THE ONE WHOM YOU’VE LOCKED IN THE TAVERN OF THE EYES,
Khud pesh kisee din wohee,  jaam,  aap karenge,
SOME DAY YOU’LL YOURSELF PRESENT THE VERY WINE!
Khaamosh rahoongaa mai.n, kalaam aap karenge,
MUM I’LL KEEP, THE TALKING YOU’LL DO, 
kal meree taraah , mujh ko,  salaam aap karenge…
YOU’LL GREET ME IN FUTURE THE WAY I DO!

raate.n naa rahee.n meree naa,  ab din rahe mere,
FOR ME THE NIGHTS AND THE DAYS ARE NO LONGER THE SAME,
raate.n naa rahee.n meree naa, ab din rahe mere,
FOR ME THE NIGHTS AND THE DAYS ARE NO LONGER THE SAME,
rehte hai.n sadaa aap, Khyaalaat ko ghere, 
ALWAY YOU ENGULF MY THOUGHTS,
ruKhsaar pe bikhraa ke yeh, zulfo.n ke andhere,
SPREADING THE DARKNESS OF THE TRESSES ON THE FACE,
zulfo.n ke andhere,
THE DARKNESS OF THE TRESSES….
kab tak ke yoo.n hee subhaa ko,  shaam aap karenge,
CONVERTING THE MORN INTO EVE, HOW LONG WILL YOU DO!
Khaamosh rahoongaa mai.n, kalaam,  aap karenge,
MUM I’LL KEEP, THE TALKING YOU’LL DO, 
kal meree taraah, mujh ko,  salaam,  aap karenge…
YOU’LL GREET ME IN FUTURE THE WAY I DO!
nazre.n hai.n kisee kee yahee.n, aur dil bhee yahee.n hai,
SOMEONE’S GLANCES ARE HERE, AND THE HEART TOO,
kaise kahoo.n chaahat ka Asar,  unpe nahee.n hai,
LOVE HAS HAD NO IMPACT ON HER, HOW CAN I SAY THAT!
lag jaayegee kuchh der magar, mujh ko yaqee.n hai,
SOME DELAY THERE MIGHT BE, BUT I’VE THE CONFIDENCE,
mujh ko yaqee.n hai….
I’VE THE CONFIDENCE….
lag jaayegee kuchh der magar, mujh ko yaqee.n hai,
SOME DELAY THERE MIGHT BE, BUT I’VE THE CONFIDENCE,
ik roz mere ghar me.n,  qayaam,  aap karenge,
RESIDE IN MY HOME ONE DAY - THAT YOU'LL DO!
Khaamosh rahoongaa mai.n, kalaam,  aap karenge,
MUM I’LL KEEP, THE TALKING YOU’LL DO, 
kal meree taraah, mujh ko,  salaam,  aap karenge…
YOU’LL GREET ME IN FUTURE THE WAY I DO!
salaam aap,  karenge,
THE GREETING YOU’LL DO ….
salaam,  aap karenge.
THE GREETING YOU’LL DO!
NASIR

Monday, January 10, 2011

765. Philosophical Song of Rafi: Khol ke aankhen chalo sethji....

Movie: SAAS BHI KABHI BAHU THI (1970)

Music: R.D. Burman
Lyrics: Rajinder Krishan


Philosophical/Didactic Song of Rafi: Khol ke aa.nkhe.n chalo seThjee...
Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original Urdu-Hindi Lyrics:

khol ke aa.nkhen chalo seThjee,
WALK WITH YOUR EYES OPEN, O RICH MERCHANT!

badal gayaa hai zamaanaa,
TIMES HAVE CHANGED!


khol ke aa.nkhen chalo seThjee,
WALK WITH YOUR EYES OPEN, O RICH MERCHANT!


badal gayaa hai zamaanaa,
TIMES HAVE CHANGED!


arre ab toh sab ko apnaa apnaa, pa.Degaa bojh uThaanaa,
HEY, NOW EVERYONE WILL HAVE TO CARRY ONE’S OWN BAGGAGE!


khol ke aa.nkhen chalo seThjee,
WALK WITH YOUR EYES OPEN, O RICH MERCHANT!


badal gayaa hai zamaanaa...
TIMES HAVE CHANGED!


hunDi parchaa, chaar Takke kaa, sood bhulaanaa hogaa,
BILLS AND INTEREST AT FOUR PERCENT, YOU’LL HAVE TO FORGET!


arre naa bhoole toh TikaT kaTaa kar, dilli jaanaa hogaa,
HEY, IF YOU DON’T FORGET, YOU’LL HAVE TO BOOK A TICKET FOR DELHI,


aag kee gaa.dee paa.nv kaa pahiyaa,
THE FIRE-ENGINE AND THE PEDAL’S WHEEL


seekh lo ab toh chalaana,
LEARN TO OPERATE NOW AT LEAST!


haa.nh haa.nh khol ke aa.nkhen chalo seThjee,
YES, YES, WALK WITH YOUR EYES OPEN, O RICH MERCHANT!


badal gayaa hai zamaanaa,
TIMES HAVE CHANGED!


ab toh sab ko apnaa apnaa, pa.Degaa bojh uThaanaa,
NOW EVERYONE WILL HAVE TO CARRY ONE'S OWN BAGGAGE!


khol ke aa.nkhen chalo seThjee,
WALK WITH YOUR EYES OPEN, O RICH MERCHANT!


badal gayaa hai zamaanaa...
TIMES HAVE CHANGED!


shakkar andar chaaval andar, baahar bhee kuchh laao,
BRING OUT SOME OF THE HOARDED SUGAR AND RICE,


haay laalaa jee, ab desh ke dhan ko, baa.nT baa.nt kar khaawo,
NOW SIR, CONSUME THE COUNTRY’S WEALTH THROUGH FAIR DISTRIBUTION,


aag kee gaa.dee paa.nv kaa pahiyaa,
THE FIRE-ENGINE AND THE PEDAL’S WHEEL


seekh lo ab toh chalaana, hoy,
OH, LEARN TO OPERATE NOW AT LEAST!


khol ke aa.nkhen, chalo seThjee,
WALK WITH YOUR EYES OPEN, O RICH MERCHANT!


badal gayaa hai zamaanaa...
TIMES HAVE CHANGED!


kandhe par hal rakhne waalaa, kehlaayegaa yogee,
THE ONE KEEPING THE PLOUGH ON ONE’S SHOULDER WILL BE KNOWN AS THE YOGI,


arre aane waale yug me.n, ab mazdoor kee poojaa hogee,
HEY, IN THE COMING AGE, THE WORK WILL BE THE WORSHIP!


aag kee gaa.dee, paa.nv kaa pahiyaa,
THE FIRE-ENGINE AND THE PEDAL’S WHEEL


seekh lo ab toh chalaana,
LEARN TO OPERATE NOW AT LEAST!


khol ke aa.nkhen, chalo seThjee,
WALK WITH YOUR EYES OPEN, O RICH MERCHANT!


badal gayaa hai zamaanaa,
TIMES HAVE CHANGED!


ab toh sab ko apnaa apnaa, pa.Degaa bojh uThaanaa,
NOW EVERYONE WILL HAVE TO CARRY ONE'S OWN BAGGAGE!


khol ke aa.nkhen chalo seThjee,
WALK WITH YOUR EYES OPEN, O RICH MERCHANT!


badal gayaa hai zamaanaa...
TIMES HAVE CHANGED!


khol ke aa.nkhen chalo seThjee,
WALK WITH YOUR EYES OPEN, O RICH MERCHANT!


badal gayaa hai zamaanaa,
TIMES HAVE CHANGED!


khol ke aa.nkhen chalo seThjee,
WALK WITH YOUR EYES OPEN, O RICH MERCHANT!


badal gayaa hai zamaanaa.
TIMES HAVE CHANGED!


NASIR.


Workers of the world unite; you have nothing to lose but your chains.

Karl Marx





Friday, June 25, 2010

619. Philosophical Song of Rafi: Aadmi chiraagh hai...

Movie: BARKHA (1959)

Lyrics: Rajinder Krishan 
Music: Chitragupt
Movie-Hall where first released in Bombay: Surya Talkies.

Philosophical/Didactic Song of Rafi: Aadmee chiraagh hai...
Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original Hindi-Urdu Lyrics:


chho.D bhee de majhdaar me.n naav,
LEAVE THE BOAT MIDSTREAM


lekar us kaa naam,
BY INVOKING HIS NAME,


paar utaare, yaa voh Duboye,
WHETHER HE TAKES YOU ACROSS, OR DROWNS YOU,


jaane apne kaam.....
TO HIM ARE HIS WAYS...



admee chiraagh hai,
MAN IS A LAMP,


us kee chalegee kyaa,
WHAT CONTROL HAS HE


chaltee hawaa ke saamne,
BEFORE THE BLOWING WIND!


tuu bhee majboor hai,
YOU TOO ARE CONSTRAINED,


mai.n bhee majboor hoo.n,
I’M ALSO HELPLESS


us kee razaa ke saamne oh oh,
BEFORE HIS WILL, OH!


admee chiraagh hai,
MAN IS A LAMP,


us kee chalegee kyaa,
WHAT CONTROL HAS HE


chaltee hawaa ke saamne,
BEFORE THE BLOWING WIND!


teraa kaam hai yahee bas kaam kiye jaa,
YOUR DUTY IS JUST TO GO ON WORKING,


mat soch yeh tuu anjaam hai kyaa,
DON’T THINK ABOUT THE RESULT,


teraa kaam hai yahee bas kaam kiye jaa,
YOUR DUTY IS JUST TO GO ON WORKING,


mat soch yeh tuu anjaam hai kyaa,
DON’T THINK ABOUT THE RESULT,


voh kaa.nTo.n ke saij de yaa phoolo.n kee,
WHETHER HE GIVES THE BED OF THORNS OR OF FLOWERS,


jhukne ke siwaa teraa kaam hai kyaa,
OTHER THAN BOWING, WHAT ELSE CAN YOU DO!


jhukne ke siwaa teraa kaam hai kyaa,
OTHER THAN BOWING, WHAT ELSE CAN YOU DO!


admee chiraagh hai,
MAN IS A LAMP,


us kee chalegee kyaa,
WHAT CONTROL HAS HE


chaltee hawaa ke saamne oh oh,
BEFORE THE BLOWING WIND, OH!


tuu bhee majboor hai,
YOU TOO ARE CONSTRAINED,


mai.n bhee majboor hoo.n,
I’M ALSO HELPLESS


us kee razaa ke saamne,
BEFORE HIS WILL!


kaee Doob ke bha.nwar me.n bhee bach nikle
MANY SURVIVED AFTER DROWNING IN A WHIRLPOOL,


kaee reh gaye Doob ke kinaare par,
MANY GOT DROWNED AT THE SHORE,


kaee Doob ke bha.nwar me.n bhee bach nikle
MANY SURVIVED AFTER DROWNING IN A WHIRLPOOL,


kaee reh gaye Doob ke kinaare par,
MANY GOT DROWNED AT THE SHORE,


voh nadee ho yaa naav yaa aandhee ho,
WHETHER ‘TIS RIVER, OR BOAT OR HURRICANE,


sabhee chalte hai.n us ke ishaare par,
ALL OF THEM MOVE AT HIS BIDDING!


sabhee chalte hai.n us ke ishaare par,
ALL OF THEM MOVE AT HIS BIDDING!


admee chiraagh hai,
MAN IS A LAMP,


us kee chalegee kyaa,
WHAT CONTROL HAS HE

chaltee hawaa ke saamne oh oh,
BEFORE THE BLOWING WIND, OH!


tuu bhee majboor hai,
YOU TOO ARE CONSTRAINED,


mai.n bhee majboor hoo.n,
I’M ALSO HELPLESS


us kee razaa ke saamne.
BEFORE HIS WILL.


NASIR.

"I find it interesting that the meanest life, the poorest existence, is attributed to God's will, but as human beings become more affluent, as their living standard and style begin to ascend the material scale, God descends the scale of responsibility” - Maya Angelou



Friday, June 11, 2010

605. Philosophical Song of Rafi: Jawaan ho yaa budhiyaa...

Movie: BHABHI (1957)

Lyrics: Rajinder Krishan
Music: Chitragupt
Main Movie-Hall where first released in Bombay: Swastic Cinema.

Philosophical/Didactic Song of Rafi in a lighter vein: Jawaan ho yaa bu.Dhiyaaa....
Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original Hindi-Urdu lyrics:


jawaan ho yaa bu.Dhiyaaa,
WHETHER YOUNG OR OLD,


yaa nanneeh see gu.Diyaa,
OR BE IT A LITTLE DOLL,


kuchh bhee ho aurat zahar kee hai pu.Diyaa
WHATEVER, THE WOMAN’S A PACKET OF POISON!


jawaan ho yaa bu.Dhiyaaa,
WHETHER YOUNG OR OLD,


yaa nanneeh see gu.Diyaa,
OR BE IT A LITTLE DOLL,


kuchh bhee ho aurat zahar kee hai pu.Diyaa...
WHATEVER, THE WOMAN’S A PACKET OF POISON!


maare pistaul se naa kaaTe talwaar se,
KILLING NEITHER WITH A PISTOL NOR CARVING UP WITH A SWORD,


mard ko ghulaam yeh banaaye ba.De pyaar se,
SHE MAKES A SLAVE OF THE MAN WITH GROOVY CARESSES,


arre maare pistaul se naa kaaTe talwaar se,
KILLING NEITHER WITH A PISTOL NOR CARVING UP WITH A SWORD,


mard ko ghulaam yeh banaaye ba.De pyaar se,
SHE MAKES A SLAVE OF THE MAN WITH GROOVY CARESSES,


kabhee iqraar se,
BY AGREEING SOMETIMES,


kabhee inkaar se,
BY REFUSING SOMETIMES,


kabhee iqraar se
BY AGREEING SOMETIMES,


kabhee inkaar se,
BY REFUSING SOMETIMES,


kajre kee dhaar se
WITH THE KOHL’S SHARPNESS,


yaa baalo.n ke singaar se,
OR WITH THE COIFFURE,


isee liye kehtaa hoo.n Daro Daro naar se,
THAT’S THE REASON I SAY, “FEAR THE WOMAN”!


Daaro Daro naar se
FEAR THE WOMAN!


jawaan ho yaa bu.Dhiyaaa,
WHETHER YOUNG OR OLD,


yaa nanneeh see gu.Diyaa,
OR BE IT A LITTLE DOLL,


kuchh bhee ho aurat zahar kee hai pu.Diyaa...
WHATEVER, THE WOMAN’S A PACKET OF POISON!


ho nahee.n saktaa yeh kaam bhagwaan kaa,
THIS CAN’T BE THE HANDIWORK OF GOD,


nusKhaa zuroor yeh toh hogaa shaitaan kaa,
THIS IS  SURELY A SATAN’S PRESCRIPTION,


ho nahee.n saktaa yeh kaam bhagwaan kaa,
THIS CAN’T BE THE HANDIWORK OF GOD,


nusKhaa zuroor yeh toh hogaa shaitaan kaa,
THIS IS SURELY A SATAN’S PRESCRIPTION,


chaar boo.nde naKh.Daa,
FOUR DROPS OF COQUETRY,


aaTh boo.nde jhag.Daa,
EIGHT DROPS OF SQUABBLE,


chaar boo.nde naKh.Daa,
FOUR DROPS OF COQUETRY,


aaTh boo.nde jhag.Daa,
EIGHT DROPS OF SQUABBLE,


jhooTh baaraah boo.nde
TWELVE DROPS OF LIES


toh solaah boo.nde laf.Daa,
SIXTEEN DROPS OF PROBLEMS,


wah wah wah wah kaisaa banaayaa tuune rag.Daa
WELL DONE! WHAT A HOTCHPOTCH YOU CREATED!


banaayaa tuune rag.Daa,
A HOTCHPOTCH YOU CREATED!


jawaan ho yaa bu.Dhiyaaa,
WHETHER YOUNG OR OLD,


yaa nanneeh see gu.Diyaa,
OR BE IT A LITTLE DOLL,


kuchh bhee ho aurat zahar kee hai pu.Diyaa...
WHATEVER, THE WOMAN’S A PACKET OF POISON!


chalne me.n tez jaise suee gha.Diyaal kee,
MOVING SWIFTLY AS THE HAND OF THE CLOCK


laaye yeh nikaal ke Khabar paataal kee,
SHE CULLS THE NEWS FROM THE NETHER WORLD,


chalne me.n tez jaise suee gha.Diyaal kee,
MOVING SWIFTLY AS THE HAND OF THE CLOCK


laaye yeh nikaal ke Khabar paataal kee,
SHE CULLS THE NEWS FROM THE NETHER WORLD,


meeThee hai zabaan kee
BEING SMOOTH-TONGUED


jhooThee hai jahaan kee,
SHE’S FULL OF LIES,


dil kee hai khoTee
CORRUPT AT HEART,


toh kachchee bhee hai kaan kee,
SHE HAS ITCHING EARS TOO!


kaalee ho yaa goree hai bairee insaan kee,
WHETHER BLACK OR WHITE, SHE’S A FOE TO THE MANKIND!


bairee insaan kee,
A FOE TO THE MANKIND!


jawaan ho yaa bu.Dhiyaaa,
WHETHER YOUNG OR OLD,


yaa nanneeh see gu.Diyaa,
OR BE IT A LITTLE DOLL,


kuchh bhee ho aurat zahar kee hai pu.Diyaa,
WHATEVER, THE WOMAN’S A PACKET OF POISON!


jawaan ho yaa bu.Dhiyaaa,
WHETHER YOUNG OR OLD,


yaa nanneeh see gu.Diyaa,
OR BE IT A LITTLE DOLL,


kuchh bhee ho aurat zahar kee hai pu.Diyaa.
WHATEVER, THE WOMAN’S A PACKET OF POISON!


NASIR


Lady Nancy Astor: Winston, if you were my husband, I'd poison your tea.
Winston Churchill: Nancy, if I were your husband, I'd drink it.



Wednesday, June 2, 2010

594. Rafi's Philosophical Song: Chal ud jaa re panchhee...

Movie: BABHI (1957)


Music: Chitragupt.
Lyrics: Rajinder Krishan
Main Movie-Hall of first release in Bombay: Swastik Cinema.

The Evergreen Philosophical/Didactical Song of Mohammed Rafi: Chal Ud Jaare Panchhee...
Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original Hindi-Urdu Lyrics:     

chal u.D jaa, re panchhee~~~
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE,


chal u.D jaa re panchhee
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE,


ke ab yeh, des hua begaanaa
ALIEN IS THIS HOMELAND NOW..


chal u.D jaa, re panchee
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE,


ke ab yeh, des hua begaanaa
ALIEN IS THIS HOMELAND NOW..


chal u.D jaa, re panchhee..
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE...


Khatm huwe din us Daali ke, jis par teraa baseraa thaah,
TIME’S UP FOR THE BRANCH ON WHICH YOU HAD A DWELLING!


Khatm huwe din us Daali ke, jis par teraa baseraa thaah,
TIME’S UP FOR THE BRANCH ON WHICH YOU HAD A DWELLING!


aaj yahaa.n aur kal ho wahaa.n yeh, jogee waala pheraa thaah,
HERE TODAY AND THERE TOMORROW, ‘TWAS A WANDERING OF THE YOGI,


yeh teree jaageer nahee.n theeh...
THIS WAS NOT YOUR LANDED PROPERTY...


yeh teree jaageer nahee.n theeh,
THIS WAS NOT YOUR LANDED PROPERTY;


chaar ghhadee kaa Deraa thaah,
‘TWAS A TEMPORARY STAY,


sadaa rahaa hai is duniyaa me.n, kis kaa aab-o-daanaa
WHO’S THE PROVISIONS TO LAST FOREVER IN THIS WORLD!


chal u.D jaa, re panchhee
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE,


ke ab yeh, des huwaa begaanaaa
ALIEN IS THIS HOMELAND NOW..


chal u.D jaa, re panchhee
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE...


ke ab yeh, des huwaa begaanaa,
ALIEN IS THIS HOMELAND NOW..


chal u.D jaa re panchhee...
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE...


chal u.D jaa, re panchhee~~~
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE,


chal u.D jaa re panchhee
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE,


ke ab yeh, des hua begaanaa,
ALIEN IS THIS HOMELAND NOW..


chal u.D jaa, re panchee...
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE,


tuune tinkaa tinkaa chun kar, nagree ek basaayee,
PICKING UP BITS AND PIECES YOU ESTABLISHED A HEARTH AND HOME,


tuune tinkaa tinkaa chun kar, nagree ek basaayee,
PICKING UP BITS AND PIECES YOU ESTABLISHED A HEARTH AND HOME,


baarish me.n teree, bheegee paankhe, dhoop me.n garmee khaayee,
YOUR WINGS DRENCHED IN RAIN; IN THE SUN, WERE SCORCHED,


gham naa kar...
DON’T GRIEVE...


gham naa kar jo, teree mehnat, tere kaam naa aayee,
DON'T GRIEVE THAT YOUR EFFORTS DIDN'T BEAR YOU FRUITS,


achha hai kuchh le jaane se, dekar hee kuchh jaana...
RATHER THAN TAKING AWAY, ‘TIS GOOD TO BESTOW SOMETHING WHILE GOING!


chal u.D jaa, re panchhee
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE,


ke ab yeh, des huwa begaanaa
ALIEN IS THIS HOMELAND NOW..


chal u.D jaa, re panchhee..
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE...


bhool jaa ab woh, mast hawaa...woh u.Dnaa Daalee Daalee
FORGET THE BALMY BREEZE; THAT FLITTING FROM THE BOUGHS,


bhool jaa ab woh, mast hawaa woh u.Dnaa Daalee Daalee,
FORGET THE BALMY BREEZE; THAT FLITTING FROM THE BOUGHS,


jag ki aa.nkh kaa, kaa.nTaa ban gayee, chaal teree matwaalee,
YOUR MERRY GAIT BECAME AN EYESORE TO THE WORLD,


kaun bhalaa us baagh ko poochh e....
WELL, WHO CARES FOR THAT GARDEN...


kaun bhalaa, us baagh ko poochhe, ho naa jiskaa maalee,
WELL, WHO CARES FOR THAT GARDEN THAT HAS NO GARDNER?


Teree qismat me.n likkhaa hai, jeete jee mar jaana
‘TIS ORDAINED THAT YOU LIVE A LIVING DEATH!


chal u.D jaa, re panchhee
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE,


ke ab yeh, des huwa begaanaa
ALIEN IS THIS HOMELAND NOW..


chal u.D jaa, re panchhee....
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE...


rote hai.n woh pankh-pakheroo..... saath tere jo khele,
RUEFUL ARE THE AVIAN FRIENDS WHO PLAYED WITH YOU,


rote hai.n woh pankh-pakheroo, saath tere jo khele,
RUEFUL ARE THE AVIAN FRIENDS WHO PLAYED WITH YOU,


jin ke saath lagaaye tuune, armaano.n ke mele,
THE ONES WITH WHOM YOU SHARED THE CARNIVALS OF HOPES!


bheegee a.nkiyo.n se hee un kee, aaj duaae.n le le,
GO ON, ACCEPT THEIR BLESSINGS WITH TEARFUL EYES TODAY,


kis ko pataa ab is nagree me.n, kab ho teraa aanaa
NOW WHO KNOWS WHEN YOU'LL BACK NEXT IN THIS TOWN!


chal u.D jaa, re panchhee
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE,


ke ab yeh, des huwa begaanaa
ALIEN IS THIS HOMELAND NOW..


chal u.D jaa, re panchhee.
GO, FLY AWAY BIRDIE.


AAA~~~~AAA~~~AAAA~~~O~~~~~0~0~0~0~O.


NASIR.


All changes are more or less tinged with melancholy, for what we are leaving behind is part of ourselves. Amelia Barr