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Monday, January 11, 2010

469. Rafi's Romantic Song: Kaheen Ek Maasoom Naazuk See Ladki...


Movie: SHANKAR HUSSAIN (1977)
Lyricist: Kamal Amrohi
Music: Khayyam

Romantic Rafi’s sublime number: Kahee.n Ek Maasoom Naazuk See La.dkee…

Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original Urdu Lyrics:


kahee.n ek maasoom naazuk see la.dkee,
SOMEWHERE AN INNOCENT AND A SORT OF DELICATE LASS,


bahot khoobsoorat…haay
OH VERY BEAUTIFUL…


bahot khoobsoorat, magar saa.nvalee see,
VERY BEAUTIFUL BUT A LITTLE TANNED,


bahot khoobsoorat ….
VERY BEAUTIFUL…


mujhe apne Khwaabo.n kee, baaho.n me.n paakar,
FINDING ME IN HER ARMS IN THE DREAMS,


kabhee nee.nd me.n muskuraatee toh hogee,
IN HER SLEEP, SHE MAY SOMETIMES BE SMILING,


usee nee.nd me.n, kasmasaa-kasmasaakar,
IN THAT SLUMBER, BY WRITHING AND FIDGETING,


sarhaane se takiye, giraatee toh hogee,
FROM UNDER HER HEAD, THE PILLOW SHE MAY BE DROPPING,


kahee.n ek maasoom, naazuk see la.dkee,
SOMEWHERE AN INNOCENT AND A SORT OF DELICATE LASS…


vohee Khwaab din ke mu.nDero.n pe aake,
AT THE PARAPET, THE SAME DAY-DREAMS ON COMING,


usse mann hee mann me.n, lubhaate toh ho.nge,
IN THE HEART OF HER HEARTS, THEY MAY BE ENTICING,


kaee saaz seene kee Khaamoshiyo.n me.n,
IN THE STILLNESS OF HER BOSOM, MANY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS


meree yaad se, jhanajhanaate toh ho.nge,
WITH MY MEMORY, MAY BE JINGLING,


voh besaaKhtaa, dheeme-dheeme suro.n me.n,
SPONTANEOUSLY, IN A SOFT SUBDUED TONE,


meree dhun me.n kuchh, gun-gunaateee toh hogee,
IN MY TUNE, SOMETHING SHE MAY BE HUMMING,


kahee.n ek maasoom, naazuk see la.dkee,
SOMEWHERE AN INNOCENT AND A SORT OF DELICATE LASS…


chalo khat likhe.n, jee me.n aataa toh hogaa,
“LET’S WRITE AN EPISTLE,” THIS SHE MAY BE DESIRING,


magar u.ngliyaa.n, ka.np-ka.npaatee toh ho.ngee,
BUT THE FINGERS COULD BE TREMBLING,


qalam haath se, chhooT jaataa toh hogaa
OUT OF HER HAND, THE PEN MAY BE SLIPPING,


uma.nge.n, qalam phir uTHaatee toh ho.ngee,
THE PEN, THE LONGINGS MAY BE LIFTING,


meraa naam, apnee kitaabo.n pe likh kar
BY WRITING DOWN MY NAME ON HER BOOKS,


voh daa.nto.n me.n u.ngalee, dabaatee to hogee,
BETWEEN THE TEETH, HER FINGER SHE MAY BE PLACING,


kahee.n, ek maasoom, naazuk see la.dkee,
SOMEWHERE AN INNOCENT AND A SORT OF DELICATE LASS…


zubaa.n se kabhee uff, nikaltee toh hogee,
SOMETIMES, AN ANXIOUS WORD SHE MAY BE UTTERING,


badan dheeme dheeme sulagtaa toh hogaa,
WITH PASSION, HER BODY MAYBE GENTLY CONSUMING,


kahee.n ke kahee.n paa.nv pa.Dte, toh ho.nge
HER STEPS MAY BE FALTERING,


zamee.n par, dupaTTaa laTaktaa toh hogaa,
ON THE FLOOR, THE WRAPPER MAY BE LOOSELY HANGING,


kabhee subah ko, shaam kehtee toh hogee
SOMETIMES, THE MORNING SHE MAY BE CALLING AS THE EVENING,


kabhee raat ko din, bataatee toh hogee,
SOMETIMES, THE NIGHT AS THE DAY, SHE MAY BE ADDRESSING,


kahee.n ek maasoom, naazuk see la.dkee,
SOMEWHERE AN INNOCENT AND A SORT OF DELICATE LASS…


har ek cheez haathon se girtee toh hogee,
EVERYTHING FROM HER HANDS MAY BE FALLING,


tab’iyat pe har kaam, khaltaa toh hoga,
INNATELY REPUGNANT, EVERY CHORE SHE MAY BE FINDING,


paleTe.n kabhee TooT jaatee.n toh ho.ngee,
SOMETIMES, THE PLATES MAY BE BREAKING,


kabhee doodh chulhe pe jaltaa toh hogaa,
SOMETIMES THE MILK ON THE STOVE MAY BE BURNING,


gharaz, apnee maasoom naadaaniyo.n par,
IN SHORT, AT HER OWN INNOCENT NAIVETY


voh naazuk badan, jhep jaatee toh hogee,
THAT DELICATE LASS MAY BE FINDING IT EMBARRASING,


kahee.n ek maasoom, naazuk see la.dkee,
SOMEWHERE AN INNOCENT AND A SORT OF DELICATE LASS,


bahot khoobsoorat, magar sa.nwalee see,
VERY BEAUTIFUL BUT A LITTLE TANNED,


bahot khoobsoorat…
VERY BEAUTIFUL…


mujhe apne Khwaabo.n kee baaho.n me.n paakar,
FINDING ME IN HER ARMS IN THE DREAMS,


kabhee nee.nd me.n muskuraatee to hogee,
IN HER SLEEP MAY SOMETIMES BE SMILING,


usee nee.nd me.n, kasmasaa-kasmasaakar
IN THAT SLUMBER, BY WRITHING AND FIDGETING,


sarhaane se takiye, giraatee toh hogee,
FROM UNDER HER HEAD, THE PILLOW SHE MAY BE DROPPING,


kahee.n ek maasoom, naazuk see la.dkee.
SOMEWHERE AN INNOCENT AND A SORT OF DELICATE LASS…


NASIR

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my Dear,
Till a'the seas gang dry.
Robert Burns



Thursday, June 18, 2009

334. Translation of Sad Songs of Rafi: Zindagi Aaj Mere Naam Se...


Movie: SON OF INDIA (I1962)
Lyrics: Shakeel Badayuni
Music: Naushad

Rafi Sahaab’s beautiful song: Zindagee Aaj Mere Naam Se Sharmaati Hai...

Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original Urdu/Hindi Lyrics:



zindagee aaj mere, naam se, sharmaati hai,
LIFE IS ASHAMED OF MY NAME TODAY,

zindagee aaj mere, naam se, sharmaati hai,
LIFE IS ASHAMED OF MY NAME TODAY,

apnee haalat pe mujhe, khud bhee ha.nsee, aati hai,
SUCH IS MY CONDITION THAT IT ELICITES EVEN MY DERISION,

zindagee aaj mere, naam se, sharmaati hai...
LIFE IS ASHAMED OF MY NAME TODAY....

ek gham chayn se, jeene naheen, detaa mujhko
A QUALM DOESN’T ALLOW ME TO LIVE IN PEACE,

ek gham chayn se, jeene naheen, detaa mujhko,
A QUALM DOESN’T ALLOW ME TO LIVE IN PEACE,

ek uljhan hai jo, aksar mujhe ta.dpaati hai,
THERE’S A CONFUSION THAT OFTEN AGITATES ME,

zindagee aaj mere, naam se, sharmaati hai...
LIFE IS ASHAMED OF MY NAME TODAY....


is taraah chho.dke, niklaa hoo.n mai.n, apnee manzil,
LEAVING MY LODGE, I’VE SET OUT THUS:...

is taraah chho.dke, niklaa hoo.n mai.n, apnee manzil
LEAVING MY LODGE, I’VE SET OUT THUS:

jaise, hasrat koee, seene se nikal jaati hai,
JUST AS SOME LONGING LEAVES THE BOSOM,

zindagee aaj mere, naam se, sharmaati hai..
LIFE IS ASHAMED OF MY NAME TODAY....


raah chalte huwe, kuchh sochke, ruk jaata hoo.n
REFLECTING ON SOMETHING, I STAND IN PAUSE WHILE TRUDGING THE PATH,

raah, chalte huwe, kuchh sochke, ruk jaata hoo.n,
REFLECTING ON SOMETHING, I STAND IN PAUSE WHILE TRUDGING THE PATH,

har qadam par koee, bhoolee huwee yaad aati hai,
AT EVERY STEP SOME FORGOTTEN MEMORY COMES TO THE FORE,

zindagee aaj mere, naam se, sharmaati hai.
LIFE IS ASHAMED OF MY NAME TODAY,

apni haalat pe mujhe, khud bhee ha.nsee, aati hai,
SUCH IS MY CONDITION THAT IT ELICITES EVEN MY DERISION,

zindagee aaj mere, naam se, sharmaati hai.
LIFE IS ASHAMED OF MY NAME TODAY....

NASIR

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

181. Translation of Sad Songs of Rafi: Tum Chali Jaaogee...


Movie: SHAGOON (1964)
Music: Khayaam
Lyrics: Sahir Ludhianvi



Parting is a Sweet Sorrow, and Rafi sings to romanticise it: Tum Chalee Jaaogee...

Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original lyrics:



tum chalee jaaogee, parchhaaiyaa.n reh jaae.ngee,
WHEN YOU GO AWAY, SHADOWS WILL REMAIN,

tum chalee jaaogee, parchhaaiyaa.n reh jaae.ngee,
WHEN YOU GO AWAY, SHADOWS WILL REMAIN,

kuchh na kuchh husn kee, raanaaiyaa.n reh jaae.ngee,
SOMETHING OR OTHER OF THE BEAUTY’S GRACE WILL REMAIN,

kuchh na kuchh husn kee...
SOMETHING OR OTHER OF THE BEAUTY...


tum ke is jheel ke saahil pe, milee ho mujh se,
AS YOU’VE MET ME ON THE BANK OF THIS LAKE,

jab bhee dekhoo.ngaa, yahee.n mujh ko, nazar aaogee,
WHENEVER I LOOK, IT’S HERE YOU’LL BE SEEN,

yaad miTthee hai na ma.nzar, koee miT saktaa hai,
NEITHER MEMORY NOR ANY SIGHT CAN BE ERASED,

duur jaakar bhee, tum apne ko, yahee.n paaogee,
DESPITE GOING FAR AWAY, YOU’LL FIND YOURSELF HERE,


tum chalee jaaogee, parchhaaiyaa.n reh jaae.ngee,
WHEN YOU GO AWAY, SHADOWS WILL REMAIN,

kuchh na kuchh husn kee, raanaaiyaa.n reh jaae.ngee,
SOMETHING OR OTHER OF THE BEAUTY’S GRACE WILL REMAIN,

kuchh na kuchh husn kee...
SOMETHING OR OTHER OF THE BEAUTY...


ghul ke reh jaayegee jho.nko.n me.n, badan kee khushboo,
DISSOLVED IN THE ZEPHYR, THE BODY’S FRAGRANCE WILL REMAIN,

zulf kaa aqs, ghaTaao.n me.n rahegaa sadiyo.n,
THE TRESS’S IMAGE, THE CLOUDS WILL REFLECT FOR CENTURIES

phool chupke se churaa le.nge, labo.n kee surkhee,
SILENTLY, THE BLUSHES OF THE LIPS THE FLOWERS WOULD STEAL,

yeh javaan husn, fazaao.n me.n, rahegaa sadiyo.n,
FOR CENTURIES THIS YOUNG BEAUTY IN THE AMBIENCE WILL REMAIN,


tum chalee jaaogee, parchhaaiyaa.n reh jaae.ngee,
WHEN YOU GO AWAY, SHADOWS WILL REMAIN,

kuchh na kuchh husn kee, raanaaiyaa.n reh jaae.ngee,
SOMETHING OR OTHER OF THE BEAUTY’S GRACE WILL REMAIN,

kuchh na kuchh husn kee...
SOMETHING OR OTHER OF THE BEAUTY...


is dha.dakatee huee shaadaab-o-hasee.n, vaadee me.n,
IN THIS THROBBING VALLEY OF VERDURE AND BEAUTY

is dha.dakatee huee shaadaab-o-hasee.n, vaadee me.n,
IN THIS THROBBING VALLEY OF VERDURE AND BEAUTY

yeh na samjho ke, zaraa der kaa, qissaa ho tum,
DON’T CONSIDER YOURS’ A STORY OF A SHORT DURATION,

ab hameshaa.n ke liye mere, muqaddar kee tarah
NOW FOREVER LIKE MY DESTINY

in nazaaro.n ke, muqaddar kaa bhee hissaa ho tum,
YOU’RE ALSO A PART OF THESE SIGHTS’ DESTINY,


tum chalee jaaogee, parchhaaiyaa.n reh jaae.ngee,
WHEN YOU GO AWAY, SHADOWS WILL REMAIN,

kuchh na kuchh husn kee, raanaaiyaa.n reh jaae.ngee,
SOMETHING OR OTHER OF THE BEAUTY’S GRACE WILL REMAIN,

kuchh na kuchh husn kee, raanaaiyaa.n reh jaae.ngee,
SOMETHING OR OTHER OF THE BEAUTY’S GRACE WILL REMAIN.


NASIR.

They who go Feel not the pain of parting; it is they Who stay behind that suffer”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Friday, October 17, 2008

178. Translation of Sad Songs of Rafi: Yeh Raat Bahot Rangeen Sahi...


Movie: SHAGOON (1964)
Lyrics: Sahir Ludhianvi
Music: Khayyam


Another aspect of Sorrow is Societal Conflict and Misuse of Wealth about which Rafi Sahaab sings: Yeh Raat Bahot Rangeen Sahi...

Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original lyrics:





ye raat bahot rangeen sahi,
THOUGH THIS NIGHT MAY BE VERY SPLENDID,

ye raat bahot rangeen sahi,
THOUGH THIS NIGHT MAY BE VERY SPLENDID,

iss raat me.n gham kaa zehar bhee hai,
THERE’S ALSO THE POISON OF SORROW IN THIS NIGHT,

naghmo.n ki khanak me.n doobi huwee,
STEEPED IN THE JINGLE OF THE MELODIES

fariyaad-o-fughaa.n ki lehar bhee hai,
THERE’S ALSO A WAVE OF WAIL AND PROTESTS,

ye raat bahot rangeen sahi....
THOUGH THIS NIGHT MAY BE SPLENDID...


tum raqs karo mai.n sher pa.dhoo.n,
DANCE YOU MAY, A POEM I MAY RECITE,

matlab toh hai kuchh khairaat mille,
THE MOTIVE IS BUT TO OBTAIN THE ALMS,

iss qaum ke bachchon ki khaatir,
FOR THE SAKE OF THIS NATION’S CHILDREN

kuchh sikkon ki saughaat mille,
TO RECEIVE A PRESENT OF SOME COINS,


lekin iss bheekh ki daulat se,
BUT WITH THIS WEALTH OF ALMS

kitne bachche padh sakte hai.n
HOW MANY CHILDREN CAN STUDY?

inn maur-adab ki manzil ke,
OF THE STAGES OF BUDDING KNOWLEDGE

kitne zeene cha.dh sakte hai.n
HOW MAY STAIRS CAN THEY CLIMB?



ye raat bahot rangeen sahi,
THOUGH THIS NIGHT MAY BE VERY SPLENDID

is raat me.n gham kaa, zehar bhee hai,
THERE’S ALSO THE POISON OF SORROW IN THIS NIGHT,

ye raat bahot rangeen sahi,
THOUGH THIS NIGHT MAY BE VERY SPLENDID...



Daulat ki kami aisee toh nahee.n,
THERE’S NO SUCH SHORTAGE OF WEALTH,

phir bhee ghurbat ka raaj hai kyoo.n,
WHY THEN THERE’S THE REIGN OF POVERTY?

sikke toh karo.don dhal-dhalkar,
BILLIONS OF MOULDED COINS

Taksaal se baahar aate hain
COME OUT OF THE MINT,

kin ghaaro.n men kho jaate hai.n,
IN WHICH CAVES DO THEY GET LOST?

kin pardo.n men chhup jaate hai.n
BEHIND WHICH CURTAINS THEY HIDE?



ye raat bahot rangeen sahi,
THOUGH THIS NIGHT MAY BE VERY SPLENDID,

is raat me.n gham kaa zehar bhee hai,
THERE’S ALSO THE POISON OF SORROW IN THIS NIGHT,

naghamon ki khanak me.n doobi huwee,
STEEPED IN THE JINGLE OF THE MELODIES

fariyaad-o-fughaa.n ki lehar bhee hai,
THERE’S ALSO A WAVE OF WAIL AND PROTESTS,

ye raat bahot rangeen sahi....
THOUGH THIS NIGHT MAY BE SPLENDID...

NASIR.


“Matter can neither be created nor destroyed. But the spirit of man is being destroyed all the time, mostly by other men in Mammon's material grip.”
Gil Gevins, PVR, Mexico