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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

297. Translation of Sad Songs of Rafi: Kyaa Huwaa Teraa Waadaa...


Movie: HUM KISI SE KAM NAHIN (1977)
Lyrics: Majrooh Sultanpuri
Music: R.D. Burman.

Main theatrical release in Bombay: Naaz Cinema.


Rafi Sahaab’s song of thumping success that won him the National Award for the year: Kyaa Huwaa Teraa Waadaa...

If tears don't stream to your eyes at Rafi Sahaab's rendition, my friend, you've never loved!

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


kyaa huaa, teraa waadaa...
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR PROMISE....?

woh qasam, woh iraadaa...
THAT OATH, THAT RESOLVE....!

kyaa huaa teraa waadaa,
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR PROMISE?

woh qasam woh iraadaa,
THAT OATH, THAT RESOLVE!

bhoolega dil, jis din tumeh,
THE DAY THE HEART FORGETS YOU,

woh din zindagee ka aakhree din hogaa,
THAT DAY WILL BE THE LAST DAY OF THE LIFE!

kyaa huaa, teraa waadaa,
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR PROMISE?

woh qasam woh iraadaa...
THAT OATH, THAT RESOLVE....!


(Italic lines in Shushma’s voice:)

bhoolega dil, jis din tumeh,
THE DAY THE HEART FORGETS YOU,

woh din zindagee ka aakhree din hogaa,
THAT DAY WILL BE THE LAST DAY OF THE LIFE!

kyaa huaa teraa waadaa,
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR PROMISE?



yaad hai mujh ko, tuune kahaa thaah,
I REMEMBER, YOU HAD SAID:

tum se nahee.n roothenge kabhee,
“NEVER WILL I BE DISPLEASED WITH YOU,

dil kee taraah se, haath mile hai.n,
LIKE THE HEART, THE HANDS HAVE MET,

kaise bhalaa chhootenge kabhee,
HOW WILL THEY EVER SEPARATE!”

teri baaho.n me.n beeti har shaam,
EVERY EVENING PASSED IN YOUR ARMS,

bewafa yeh bhee kyaa yaad nahee.n,
O FAITHLESS! DON’T YOU REMEMBER EVEN THIS?

kyaa huaa, teraa waadaa,
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR PROMISE?

woh qasam woh iraadaa,
THAT OATH, THAT RESOLVE!

bhoolega dil, jis din tumeh,
THE DAY THE HEART FORGETS YOU,

woh din zindagee ka aakhree din hogaa,
THAT DAY WILL BE THE LAST DAY OF THE LIFE!

kyaa huaa, teraa waadaa,
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR PROMISE?

woh qasam, woh iraadaaa...
THAT OATH, THAT RESOLVE....!


O kehne waale, mujh ko farebi,
O YOU, WHO CALLS ME AN IMPOSTER!

kaun farebi hai yeh bataa,
WHO THE IMPOSTER IS, TELL US!

woh jisne gham liya, pyaar kee khaatir,
IS IT HE, WHO GOT SORROW FOR THE SAKE OF LOVE?

yaa jisne pyaar ko bech diyaa,
OR IS IT SHE, WHO BARTERED AWAY THE LOVE?

nasha daulat ka aisa bhee kyaa,
BESOTTED WITH WEALTH? SURELY, NOT TO THIS EXTENT

ke tujhe kuch bhee yaad nahee.n,
THAT YOU DON’T EVEN REMEMBER A THING!

kyaa huaa, teraa waadaa,
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR PROMISE?

woh qasam woh iraadaa,
THAT OATH, THAT RESOLVE!

bhoolega dil, jis din tumeh,
THE DAY THE HEART FORGETS YOU,

woh din zindagee ka aakhree din hogaa,
THAT DAY WILL BE THE LAST DAY OF THE LIFE!

kyaa huaa, teraa waadaa,
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR PROMISE?

woh qasam....
THAT OATH....!

NASIR

A promise of love is, in its very essence, an oxymoron. It’s a lie, the biggest, most vicious one could ever tell. ......Make only the promises you can keep.
Jason Quek.


Saturday, February 7, 2009

247. Translation of Sad Songs of Rafi: Baabul ki Duaayen Leti Jaa....


Movie: NEEL KAMAL (1968)
Lyrics: Sahir Ludhianvi
Music: Ravi
Main Theatrical Release in Bombay: Apsara Cinema.


Rafi Sahaab’s tender song that transcends the time barrier: Baabul ki Duaaye.n Leti Jaa...

Winner of National Film Award for Best Playback Singer, 1968.
Nominated for Filmfare Best Male Playback Award, 1968.


Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original lyrics:



Baabul ki duaaye.n, leti jaa,
TAKE THE FATHER’S BLESSINGS AS YOU GO,

Jaa tujh ko sukhee sansaar mile,
MAY YOU FIND A HAPPY (WEDDED) LIFE,

Baabul ki duaaye.n leti jaa,
TAKE THE FATHER’S BLESSINGS AS YOU GO,

Jaa tujh ko sukhee sansaar mile,
MAY YOU FIND A HAPPY (WEDDED) LIFE,

Maike ki kabhee na yaad aaye,
MAY YOU NEVER REMEMBER YOUR MATERNAL HOME,

Sasuraal me.n itnaa pyaar mile,
MAY YOU GET SO MUCH LOVE AT YOUR NUPTIAL HOME,

Baabul ki duaaye.n leti jaa,
TAKE THE FATHER’S BLESSINGS AS YOU GO,

Jaa tujh ko sukhee sansaar mile,
MAY YOU FIND A HAPPY (WEDDED) LIFE...


Naazo.n se tujhe paala maine,
WITH CARING TENDERNESS I RAISED YOU,

Kaliyo.n ki taraah phoolon ki taraah,
LIKE THE BUDS, LIKE THE FLOWERS,

Bachpan me.n jhulaaya hai tujh ko,
IN CHILDHOOD YOU’VE BEEN ROCKED

Baaho.n ne meri jhoolo.n ki taraah,
BY MY ARMS LIKE THE SWINGS,

Mere baagh ki, ay naazuk daali,
O DELICATE BOUGH OF MY GARDEN,

Tujhe harpal nayee bahaar mile,
MAY YOU FIND SPRING EVERY MOMENT,

Maike ki kabhee na yaad aaye,
MAY YOU NEVER REMEMBER YOUR MATERNAL HOME,

Sasuraal me.n itnaa pyaar mile,
MAY YOU GET SO MUCH LOVE AT YOUR NUPTIAL HOME....


Jis ghar se bandhe hai.n bhaag tere,
THE HOUSE TO WHICH YOUR DESTINY IS TIED

Uss ghar me.n sadaa tera raaj rahe,
MAY YOUR REIGN IN THAT HOUSE ALWAYS ABIDE,

Honto.n pe hansi ki dhoop khile,
ON THE LIPS MAY THE LAUGHTER’S SUNSHINE BLOOM,

Maathe pe khushee ka taaj rahe,
ON THE HEAD MAY THE CROWN OF HAPPINESS REMAIN,

Kabhee jis ki jyot na ho pheeki,
THAT WHOSE LIGHT WILL NEVER BE DIMMED,

Tujhe aisa roop singaar mile.
MAY YOU RECEIVE SUCH ORNAMENTATIONS OF BEAUTY.

Maike ki kabhee na yaad aaye,
MAY YOU NEVER REMEMBER YOUR MATERNAL HOME,

Sasuraal me.n itnaa pyaar mile,
MAY YOU GET SO MUCH LOVE AT YOUR NUPTIAL HOME...


Beete tere jeevan ki gha.diyaa.n,
MAY THE MOMENTS OF YOUR LIFE PASS

Aaraam ki Thandi chhaao.n me.n,
UNDER THE COOL SHADE OF COMFORT,

Kaanta bhee na chubhne paaye kabhee,
NOT EVEN A THORN MAY EVER PRICK

Meree laa.dlee tere paao.n me.n,
YOUR FEET, O MY PET,

Uss dwaar se bhee dukh duur rahe
MAY THE SORROW REMAIN FAR FROM THAT THRESHOLD

Jis dwaar se tera dwaar mile.
WITH WHOSE PASSAGE YOUR GATE MEETS.

Maike ki kabhee na yaad aaye,
MAY YOU NEVER REMEMBER YOUR MATERNAL HOME,

Sasuraal me.n itnaa pyaar mile,
MAY YOU GET SO MUCH LOVE AT YOUR NUPTIAL HOME,

Baabul ki duaaye.n leti jaa,
TAKE THE FATHER’S BLESSINGS AS YOU GO,

Jaa tujh ko sukhee sansaar mile,
MAY YOU FIND A HAPPY (WEDDED) LIFE,

Baabul ki duaaye.n leti jaa,
TAKE THE FATHER’S BLESSINGS AS YOU GO.

NASIR.


And may her bridegroom bring her to a house
Where all's accustomed, ceremonious;
For arrogance and hatred are the wares
Peddled in the thoroughfares.
How but in custom and in ceremony
Are innocence and beauty born?
Ceremony's a name for the rich horn,
And custom for the spreading laurel tree.
W.B. Yeats. - A Prayer for my Daughter