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Friday, June 4, 2010

596. Rafi's Philosophical Song: Mehlon mein rehne waale hamen tere dar se kyaa....

Movie: SHABAB (1954)
Main Movie-Hall where first released in Bombay: Lamington Cinema.



Lyrics: Shakeel Badayuni
Music: Naushad


Philosophical/Didactic Song of Rafi: Mehlo.n me.n rehne waale...
Roman Transliteration/English Translatin of the original Urdu-Hindi Lyrics:


mehlo.n me.n rehne waale hame.n, tere dar se kyaa,
O THE RESIDENT OF THE PALACES! WE’VE NO NEED TO APPROACH YOU,


mehlo.n me.n rehne waale hame.n, tere dar se kyaa,
O THE RESIDENT OF THE PALACES! WE’VE NO NEED TO APPROACH YOU,


Chorus: mehlo.n me.n rehne waale hame.n, tere dar se kyaa,
O THE RESIDENT OF THE PALACES! WE’VE NO NEED TO APPROACH YOU,


nagree hai apnee pyaaree hame.n, oo.nche ghar se kyaa..
DEAR TO US IS OUR DISTRICT; WE’VE NO NEED FOR A LOFTY HOME,


Ch: nagree hai apnee pyaaree hame.n, oo.nche ghar se kyaa..
DEAR TO US IS OUR DISTRICT; WE’VE NO NEED FOR A LOFTY HOME,


Ch: mehlo.n me.n rehne waale...
O THE RESIDENT OF THE PALACES!


chhoTaa ba.daa na koee baraabar hai.n sab yahaa.n,
THERE’S NO ONE HIGH OR LOW; ALL ARE EQUAL HERE!


ch: chhoTaa ba.daa na koee, baraabar hai.n sab yahaa.n,
THERE’S NO ONE HIGH OR LOW; ALL ARE EQUAL HERE!


paidaa kiyaa hai jisne usee kaa hai yeh jahaa.n,
TO THE CREATOR BELONGS THIS WORLD!


ch: paidaa kiyaa hai jisne, usee kaa hai yeh jahaa.n,
TO THE CREATOR BELONGS THIS WORLD!


uss kaa hee aasraa hai hame.n, dunya bhar se kyaa,
WE RELY ON HIM ALONE; NOT THE WORLDLY PEOPLE!


ch: uss kaa hee aasraa hai hame.n, dunya bhar se kyaa,
ON HIM ALONE WE RELY; NOT THE WORLDLY PEOPLE!


ch: mehlo.n me.n rehne waale...
O THE RESIDENT OF THE PALACES!


o dene waalo.n hamko naa daulat kee bheekh doh,
O DONORS! DON’T GIVE US THE WORLDLY GOODS IN CHARITY,


ch: o dene waalo.n hamko, naa daulat kee bheekh doh,
O DONORS! DON’T GIVE US THE WORLDLY GOODS IN CHARITY,



jholee hai dil kee Khaalee muhabbat kee bheekh doh,
EMPTY IS THE HEART’S BAG; GIVE US LOVE IN CHARITY!

ch: jholee hai dil kee khaalee, muhabbat kee bheekh doh,
EMPTY IS THE HEART’S BAG; GIVE US LOVE IN CHARITY!


bhooke hai.n ik nazar ke hame.n, maalo zarr se kyaa,
WE’RE HUNGRY FOR A GLANCE; WE’VE NO NEED FOR THE RICHES!


ch: bhooke hai.n ik nazar ke hame.n, maalo zarr se kyaa,
WE’RE HUNGRY FOR A GLANCE; WE’VE NO NEED FOR THE RICHES!


ch: mehlo.n me.n rehne waale...
O THE RESIDENT OF THE PALACES!


zillat se heere motee bhee maalik qasam naa le.n,
DIAMONDS AND PEARLS, GIVEN INSULTINGLY, WE WON’T ACCEPT, BY THE LORD!


ch: zillat se heere motee bhee maalik qasam naa le.n,
DIAMONDS AND PEARLS,  GIVEN INSULTINGLY, WE WON’T ACCEPT, BY THE LORD!


nafrat se gar mile toh muhabbat bhee hamm naa le.n,
OFFERED WITH A SCORN, WE WON’T ACCEPT EVEN LOVE,


ch: nafrat se gar mile toh, muhabbat bhee hamm naa le.n,
OFFERED WITH A SCORN, WE WON’T ACCEPT EVEN LOVE,


izzat se jo naa dekhe hame.n, uss nazar se kyaa,
THE ONE THAT DOESN’T VIEW US WITH RESPECT, WE’VE NO NEED FOR THAT GLANCE!


ch: izzat se jo naa dekhe hame.n, uss nazar se kyaa,
THE ONE THAT DOESN’T VIEW US WITH RESPECT, WE’VE NO NEED FOR THAT GLANCE!


ch: mehlo.n me.n rehne waale.
O THE RESIDENT OF THE PALACES!


NASIR.


They are proud in humility, proud in that they are not proud.

Robert Burton


Friday, June 20, 2008

116. Translation of Sad Song of Rafi: Yahi Armaan Lekar Aaj...


From: SHABAB (1954)
Music: Naushad
Lyricist: Shakeel Badayuni


Still a popular song of Rafi Sahaab: Yahi Armaan Lekar Aaj....

Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original lyrics:



Yahi Armaan Lekar Aaj Apne Ghar se Hamm Nikle,
WITH THIS LONGING WE SET OUT FROM OUR HOME TODAY:

Jahaan Hai Zindagi, Apni Ussi Kooche me.n damm Nikle
THERE WHERE OUR LIFE EXISTS, IN THAT VERY LANE MAY WE BREATHE OUR LAST,

Yahi Armaan Lekar Aaj Apne Ghar se Hamm Nikle
WITH THIS LONGING WE SET OUT FROM OUR HOME TODAY.

Sitaaro.n Jagmagaao Tum
GLIMMER ON O STARS

Bahaaro.n Muskuraao Tum,
SMILE ON O SPRING,

Meri Uj.Di Muhabbat ki, Ha.Nsi mil kar, U.Daao tum
GO ON, MOCK TOGETHER MY LOVE LAID WASTE,

Ha.Nsi Mil Kar U.Daao tum,
GO ON, MOCK TOGETHER

Jinhe.n Sajde Kiye, Hamm Ne
THE PERSON BEFORE WHOM WE PROSTRATED,

Jinhe.n Sajde Kiye, Hamm Ne
THE PERSON BEFORE WHOM WE PROSTRATED,

Voh Patthar Ke, Sanam Nikle
SHE TURNED OUT TO BE AN IDOL OF STONE,

Voh Pathar Ke Sanam Nikle,
SHE TURNED OUT TO BE AN IDOL OF STONE,

Jahaa.n Hai Zindagi, Apni Ussi Kooche me.n damm Nikle
THERE WHERE OUR LIFE EXISTS, IN THAT VERY LANE MAY WE BREATHE OUR LAST.


Tamanna Hai Yahi, Ab Toh Mera Sar Ho tera Dar Ho,
‘TIS THE DESIRE NOW THAT MAY MY HEAD LIE AT YOUR DOOR,

Na Aansoo Koi Aa.nkho.n me.n, Na Shiqwaa Koi, Labb par Ho
WITH NO TEARS IN THE EYES, NO COMPLAINTS ON THE LIPS,

Na Shiqwaa Koi Labb par Ho,
NO COMPLAINTS ON THE LIPS,

Agar Yoo.n Maut Aa Jaae
IF IN THIS STATE COMES THE DEATH,

Agar Yoo.n Maut, Aa Jaae
IF IN THIS STATE COMES THE DEATH

Toh Apne, Dil se Gham Nikle
THEN OUR HEART WILL BE RID OF SORROWS,

Toh Apne Dil se Gham Nikle,
THEN OUR HEART WILL BE RID OF SORROWS,

Yahi Armaan Lekar Aaj Apne Ghar se Hamm Nikle.
WITH THIS LONGING WE SET OUT FROM OUR HOME TODAY.

NASIR.

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
- Neil Gaiman quotes

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

115. Translation of Sad Songs of Rafi: Aaye Na Baalam Vaada Kar Ke...


Movie: SHABAB (1954)
Music: Naushad
Lyricist: Shakeel Badayuni


Again, another Rare gem from the Legendary Rafi Sahaab: Aaye Na Baalam Vaada Karke...

Roman Transliteration/English Translation of the original lyrics:



aaye na, baalam vaadaa kar ke,
THE BELOVED DIDN’T COME AFTER PROMISING,

aaye na baalam, vaadaa kar ke
THE BELOVED DIDN’T COME AFTER PROMISING

aaye na baalam, vaadaa kar ke
THE BELOVED DIDN’T COME AFTER PROMISING

thak gaye nainaa, dheeraj dhar ke
EYES GOT WEARY OF BEING PATIENT,

dheeraj dhar ke,
OF BEING PATIENT,

aaye na baalam, vaadaa kar ke
THE BELOVED DIDN’T COME AFTER PROMISING

aaye na baalam.
THE BELOVED DIDN’T COME.


chhup gayaa chandaa,
THE MOON’S GONE INTO HIDING,

luT gayee jyoti
THE LIGHT GOT LOOTED,

chhup gayaa chandaa,
THE MOON’S GONE INTO HIDING,

luT gayee jyoti,
THE LIGHT GOT LOOTED,

taare ban gaye, jhooThe motee
THE STARS BECAME SIMULATED PEARLS

taare, ban gaye, jhooThe motee
THE STARS BECAME SIMULATED PEARLS

pa.D gaye pheeke, ra.ng najar ke
FADED ARE THE SHADES OF SIGHT,

pa.D gaye pheeke, ra.ng, najar ke
FADED ARE THE SHADES OF SIGHT.

aaye na baalam, vaadaa kar ke
THE BELOVED DIDN’T COME AFTER PROMISING

aaye na baalam.
THE BELOVED DIDN’T COME.


aao ki tum bin, aa.Nkho.n me.n dam hai
COME, FOR IN THY ABSENCE THE EYES BEAR LIFE STILL,

aao ki tum bin, aa.Nkho.n me.n dam hai
COME, FOR IN THY ABSENCE THE EYES BEAR LIFE STILL,

raat hai lambee, jeevan kam hai
LONG IS THE NIGHT, THE LIFE IS SHORT,

raat hai, lambee, jeevan kam hai
LONG IS THE NIGHT, THE LIFE IS SHORT,

dekh luu.N tum ko, mai.n jii bhar ke
LET ME BEHOLD YOU TO MY HEART’S CONTENT,

dekh loo.n, tum ko, mai.n, jee bhar ke,
LET ME BEHOLD YOU TO MY HEART’S CONTENT,

aaye na baalam, vaadaa kar ke
THE BELOVED DIDN’T COME AFTER PROMISING

aye na baalam.
THE BELOVED DIDN’T COME.

NASIR.



With what a deep devotedness of woe
I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again
Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain,
And memory, like a drop that, night and day,
Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!

~Thomas Moore.