714. Philosophical Song of Rafi: Botal mein band jawaani....

Movie: TAQDEER (1958)

Music: Dhaniram
Lyrics: Verma Malik


Philosophical/Didactic Song of Rafi:  Botal me.n bandd jawaanee...
Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original Hindi-Urdu Lyrics:  


botal me.n bandd jawaanee,
THE YOUTH CAPTURED IN A BOTTLE,


pee le pee le dil-jaanee,
DRINK IT, DRINK MY SWEETHEART!


botal me.n bandd jawaanee,
THE YOUTH CAPTURED IN A BOTTLE,


pee le pee le dil-jaanee,
DRINK IT, DRINK MY SWEETHEART!


botal me.n bandd jawaanee
THE YOUTH CAPTURED IN A BOTTLE,


pee le pee le dil-jaanee,
DRINK IT, DRINK MY SWEETHEART!


ha.ns lo jeene waalo.n se,
LAUGH WITH THE LIVING,


aur marre huwo.n ko ro lo, huh huh
AND WEEP FOR THE DEAD,


ha.ns lo jeene waalo.n se,
LAUGH WITH THE LIVING,


aur marre huwo.n ko ro lo,
AND WEEP FOR THE DEAD,


raam bolo, raam bolo, raam raammm bo-bolo,
SAY RAM! SAY RAM! RAM, SAY RAM!


botal me.n bandd jawaanee,
THE YOUTH CAPTURED IN A BOTTLE,


pee le pee le dil-jaanee…(hic)
DRINK IT, DRINK MY SWEETHEART, (HIC!)


aisee pee le, peene waale,
DRINK IN SUCH A MANNER O DRUNKARD,


peekar dil me.n aag lagaa le,
IGNITE A FIRE IN THE HEART AFTER DRINKING!


(Monologue:  haa.nh nahee.n nahee.n, bahot buree baat kyoo.n ke…)

kaan paka.d le, o matwaale,
RESOLVE NOT TO DO IT, O IMBIBER!


taubaa kar le qasme.n khaale,
REPENT, TAKE THE OATHS,


is peTrol se jal jaaoge apnee aa.nkhe.n kholo
YOU’LL BE CONSUMED BY THIS PETROL, OPEN YOUR EYES!


raam bolo, o raam bolo, raam bolo, bolo bolo, hahha…
SAY RAM! HEY SAY RAM! SAYYYYYYY RAM!


botal me.n bandd jawaanee,
THE YOUTH CAPTURED IN A BOTTLE,


pee le pee le dil-jaanee…
DRINK IT, DRINK MY SWEETHEART!


(aye, huh, whoa…)


peene waalo.n, pachchtaaoge,
YOU’LL REPENT, O BOOZERS!


hosh u.De.nge, gir jaaoge,
LOSING YOUR SENSES, YOU’LL TRIP,


kutto.n se mu.nh, chaTwaaoge,
YOU’LL HAVE YOUR FACE LICKED BY THE DOGS,


ek tamaashaa bann jaaoge,
YOU’LL MAKE A SPECTACLE OF YOURSELF!


to. D do pyaale, phai.nk do botal
BREAK THE GOBLET; THROW AWAY THE BOTTLE,


mere peechhe ho lo,
FOLLOW ME!


raam bolo, raam bolo, raam bo-bo-bo bolo,
SAY RAM! SAY RAM! SAYYYYYYYY RAM!


haay, botal me.n, bandd jawaanee,
OH! THE YOUTH CAPTURED IN A BOTTLE,


pee le pee le, dil-jaanee…
DRINK IT, DRINK MY SWEETHEART!


(Monologue: aye, arre kaun hai, arre peeke raste me.n kha.Daa hai ghar jaa police paka.d legee, ghar jaa)


peeke aayaa, hoo.n gharwaalee
I’VE COME DRUNK O WIFEY!


log naa samjhe.n mujhe mawaalee,
LEST THE PEOPLE CONSIDER ME A LOAFER


(sun toh sun sun)


peeTe.nge aur, de.nge gaalee,
AND BEAT ME UP, HURLING ABUSES!


mere peechhe bajegee taalee,
THEY’LL CLAP BEHIND ME,


gharwaalee ghar waalaa aayaa
O WIFEY, THE MASTER OF THE HOUSE HAS COME,


ab darwaazaa kholo,
NOW OPEN THE DOOR!


raam bolo, ho raam bolo, raam bo-bobo, bolo,
SAY RAM! HEY, SAY RAM! SAYYYYY RAM!


NASIR

O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts! ~William Shakespeare, Othello
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575. Rafi's Philosophical Song: Daulat ke jhooThe nashe me.n ho choor...

Movie: OONCHI HAVELI  (1955)
Lyrics: Bharat Vyas
Music: Pandit Shivram
Main Movie-Hall where first released in Bombay: Lamington Cinema.


Philosophical/Didactic Song of Rafi: 1955 Chartbuster: Daulat ke jhooThe nashe me.n ho choor..
Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original Hindi Lyrics:


daulat ke jhooThe nashe me.n ho choor,
SLOSHED WITH FALSE INTOXICATION OF AFFLUENCE,


ghareebo.n kee duniyaa se rehte ho duur,
YOU STAY AWAY FROM THE POORMAN’S WORLD,


ajee ek din, aisaa aayegaa
HEY, SUCH A DAY WILL COME


jab maaTee me.n sab mil jaayegaa,
WHEN ALL WILL MINGLE WITH THE DUST,


maaTee hee o.Dhan,
‘TIS ONLY THE DUST THAT IS THE COVERING,


maaTee bichhawan,
THE DUST IS THE BEDDING,


maaTee ka tann ban jaayegaa
THE BODY WILL TURN INTO DUST,


maaTee me.n sab mil jaayegaa...
ALL WILL MINGLE WITH THE DUST...


oo.nche aasmaan se bhee oo.nchee teree aas hai,
HIGHER THAN THE HIGH HEAVEN IS YOUR DESIRE,


par kabhee sochaa nahee.n,
HAVE YOU EVER PONDERED


gintee kee teree saas hai,
YOU’VE A LIMITED BREATH,


is kaa tuu hisaab kar,
MAKE AN ACCOUNT OF IT,


angooThaa ungliyo.n pe dhar,
KEEP THE THUMB ON THE FINGERS,


kitnee kharch kar rahaa bhalaayee me.n,
HOW MUCH ARE YOU SPENDING IN BENEFICENCE?


kitnee tuu lagaa rahaa buraayee me.n,
HOW MUCH ARE YOU USING FOR WICKEDNESS?


bhalaayee ka phal reh jaayegaa,
FRUITS OF DOING GOOD WILL ABIDE,


baaqee maaTee me.n sab mil jaayegaa,
REST WILL ALL MINGLE WITH THE DUST,


maaTee hee o.Dhan,
‘TIS ONLY THE DUST THAT IS THE COVERING,


maaTee bichhawan,
THE DUST IS THE BEDDING,


maaTee ka tann ban jaayegaa
THE BODY WILL TURN INTO DUST,


maaTee me.n sab mil jaayegaa...
ALL WILL MINGLE WITH THE DUST...


oo.nchee haveli yeh oo.nche mahal, AAAA~~~
THE TOWERING MANSION, THESE GRAND PALACES,


oo.nchee haveli yeh oo.che mahal,
THE TOWERING MANSION, THESE GRAND PALACES,


pal bhar me.n jaaye.nge pagle badal,
WILL GET TRANSFORMED IN AN INSTANT O FOOL,


le tuu kisee kee duaao.n ka phal~~~,
TAKE THE FRUIT OF SOMEONE’S BLESSINGS,


badee se Tal, aur nekee pe chal,
AVOID EVIL, TREAD THE RIGHTEOUS PATH,


jaisaa boyegaa waisaa paayegaa,
AS YOU SOW, SO SHALL YOU REAP,


baaqee maaTee me.n sab mil jaayegaa,
REST WILL ALL MINGLE WITH THE DUST,


daulat ke jhooThe nashe me.n ho choor,
SLOSHED WITH FALSE INTOXICATION OF AFFLUENCE,


ghareebo.n kee duniyaa se rehte ho duur,
YOU STAY AWAY FROM THE POORMAN’S WORLD,


ajee ek din, aisaa aayegaa
HEY, SUCH A DAY WILL COME


jab maaTee me.n sab mil jaayegaa,
WHEN ALL WILL MINGLE WITH THE DUST,


maaTee hee o.Dhan,
‘TIS ONLY THE DUST THAT IS THE COVERING,


maaTee bichhawan,
THE DUST IS THE BEDDING,


maaTee ka tann ban jaayegaa
THE BODY WILL TURN INTO DUST,


maaTee me.n sab mil jaayegaa...
ALL WILL MINGLE WITH DUST...


daulat ke jhooThe nashe me.n ho choor. AAA~~~~
SLOSHED WITH FALSE INTOXICATION OF AFFLUENCE.


NASIR.


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357. Translation of Sad Songs of Rafi: Ronaa Hai Toh Ro Chupke Chupke...

Movie: DUNIYA (1949)
Lyrics: S.K. Deepak
Music: C. Ramchandra

Rafi Sahaab’s early Gem: Ronaa Hai toh Ro Chupke Chupke...
Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original Urdu/Hindi Lyrics:

Ronaa hai toh ro chupke chupke,
WEEP SECRETLY IF YOU HAVE TO WEEP,

aa.nsoo naa bahe.n aawaaz naa ho,
NO TEARS BE SHED, NO NOISE BE MADE,

Ronaa hai toh ro chupke chupke,
WEEP SECRETLY IF YOU HAVE TO WEEP,

aa.nsoo naa bahe.n aawaaz naa ho,
NO TEARS BE SHED, NO NOISE BE MADE,

voh dekh naa le.n voh jaan naa le.n,
SHE MAY NOT SEE, SHE MAY NOT KNOW,

soorat se teree pehchaan naa le.n,
LEST SHE RECOGNISES YOU BY YOUR FACE,

ab po.nch de aa.nkho.n se aa.nsoo,
WIPE AWAY THE TEARS FROM THE EYES,

ab po.nch de aa.nkho.n se aa.nsoo,
WIPE AWAY THE TEARS FROM THE EYES,

maaloom kisee ko raaz naa ho,
THE SECRET, NO ONE SHOULD KNOW,

Ronaa hai toh ro chupke chupke,
WEEP SECRETLY IF YOU HAVE TO WEEP,

aa.nsoo naa bahe.n aawaaz naa ho,
NO TEARS BE SHED, NO NOISE BE MADE,

Ronaa hai toh ro chupke chupke,
WEEP SECRETLY IF YOU HAVE TO WEEP,

aa.nsoo naa bahe.n aawaaz naa ho,
NO TEARS BE SHED, NO NOISE BE MADE,

majboor hame.n rehnaa hogaa,
CONSTRAINED WE’VE TO REMAIN,

marr marr ke yahaa.n jeenaa hogaa,
HERE WE’LL HAVE TO LIVE ON THE EDGE,

majboor hame.n, rehnaa hogaa,
CONSTRAINED WE’VE TO REMAIN,

marr marr ke yahaa.n jeenaa hogaa,
HERE WE’LL HAVE TO LIVE ON THE EDGE,

dukh dard kaa saathee dil hai meraa,
THE COMPANION IN PAIN AND SUFFERING IS MY HEART,

dukh dard kaa saathee dil hai meraa,
THE COMPANION IN PAIN AND SUFFERING IS MY HEART,

iss dil pe mujhe kyoo.n naaz naa ho,
WHY SHOULDN’T I BE PROUD OF THIS HEART!

Ronaa hai toh ro chupke chupke,
WEEP SECRETLY IF YOU HAVE TO WEEP,

aa.nsoo naa bahe.n aawaaz naa ho,
NO TEARS BE SHED, NO NOISE BE MADE,

Ronaa hai toh ro chupke chupke,
WEEP SECRETLY IF YOU HAVE TO WEEP,

aa.nsoo naa bahe.n aawaaz naa ho,
NO TEARS BE SHED, NO NOISE BE MADE,

jo baat hai dil kee dil me.n rahe,
THE HEART’S AFFAIR SHOULD REMAIN IN THE HEART,

voh dil hee kyaa jo gham naa sahe,
THAT WHICH SUFFERS NO SORROW IS NOT A HEART,

jo baat hai dil kee dil me.n rahe,
THE HEART’S AFFAIR SHOULD REMAIN IN THE HEART,

voh dil hee kyaa jo gham naa sahe,
THAT WHICH SUFFERS NO SORROW IS NOT A HEART,

shikwaa naa zubaa.n par aane de,
LET NO COMPLAIN SLIP THE TONGUE,

shikwaa naa zubaa.n par aane de,
LET NO COMPLAIN SLIP THE TONGUE,

fariyaad me.n bhee aawaaz naa ho,
LET THERE BE NO WHINING EVEN IN THE COMPLAINT,

ronaa hai toh ro chupke chupke,
WEEP SECRETLY IF YOU HAVE TO WEEP,

aa.nsoo naa bahe.n aawaaz naa ho,
NO TEARS BE SHED, NO NOISE BE MADE,

Ronaa hai toh ro chupke chupke,
WEEP SECRETLY IF YOU HAVE TO WEEP,

aa.nsoo naa bahe.n aawaaz naa ho,
NO TEARS BE SHED, NO NOISE BE MADE.

NASIR.

He must have a truly romantic nature, for he weeps when there is nothing at all to
weep about.” Oscar Wilde quotes

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107. Translation of Sad Song of Rafi: Lut Gaye, Lut Gaye, Lut Gaye Ho...

From: CHHOTI BHAABHI (1950)
Music: Husnlal Bhagatram
Lyrics: Qamar Jalalabadi.

Again, an old Gem from the VOICE: LuT Gaye, LuT Gaye, LuT Gaye HO.....

Roman Transliteration/Roman Translation of the original lyrics:


LuT gaye, luT gaye, LuT gaye ho
I’VE BEEN PILLAGED, PLUNDERED, LOOTED, OH!

Pyaar mein tere luT gaye ho
IN YOUR LOVE, I’VE BEEN LOOTED, OH!

LuT gaye, luT gaye, LuT gaye ho
I’VE BEEN PILLAGED, PLUNDERED, LOOTED, OH!

Pyaar mein tere luT gaye ho
IN YOUR LOVE, I’VE BEEN LOOTED, OH!


Aankho.n mein Aansoo Behte Hain
IN THE EYES THE TEARS FLOWETH,

Aankho.n mein Aansoo Behte Hain
IN THE EYES THE TEARS FLOWETH,

Hamm Chup Hain Aansooo Kehte Hain
SILENT AM I, THE TEARS SAYETH:

LuT gaye, luT gaye, LuT gaye ho
I’VE BEEN PILLAGED, PLUNDERED, LOOTED, OH!

Pyaar mein tere luT gaye ho
IN YOUR LOVE, I’VE BEEN LOOTED, OH!


To.D Diya Dil Tuune Mera
YOU BROKE THE HEART OF MINE,

To.D Diya Dil Tuune Mera
YOU BROKE THE HEART OF MINE,

Zaalim Yahi Pyaar Tha tera
O OPPRESSOR, SUCH WAS THE LOVE OF THINE,

LuT gaye, luT gaye, LuT gaye ho
I’VE BEEN PILLAGED, PLUNDERED, LOOTED, OH!

Pyaar mein tere luT gaye ho
IN YOUR LOVE, I’VE BEEN LOOTED, OH!


Doh Lafzo.n Ka Mera Fasaana
TWO WORDS (sufficeth) FOR MY TALE:

Ik tera Aana Ik tera Jaana
ONE: YOUR ARRIVAL; ANOTHER: YOUR DEPARTURE,

Aana Tha Khushiyo.n Ka Ishaara
THE ARRIVAL WAS AN INDICATION OF HAPPINESS,

Jaane Par Dil Ro Ke Pukaara
ON DEPARTURE THE HEART CRIED OUT:

Jaane Par Dil Ro Ke Pukaara
ON DEPARTURE THE HEART CRIED OUT:

Jaane Par Dil Ro Ke Pukaara
ON DEPARTURE THE HEART CRIED OUT:

LuT gaye, luT gaye, LuT gaye ho
I’VE BEEN PILLAGED, PLUNDERED, LOOTED, OH!

Pyaar mein tere luT gaye ho
IN YOUR LOVE, I’VE BEEN LOOTED, OH!

LuT gaye, luT gaye, LuT gaye ho
I’VE BEEN PILLAGED, PLUNDERED, LOOTED, OH!

Pyaar mein tere luT gaye ho
IN YOUR LOVE, I’VE BEEN LOOTED, OH!

NASIR.