Kabhi Ae Haqiqat-e-Muntazir! Nazar Aa Libas-e-Majaz Mein
Ke Hazar Sajde Tarap Rahe Hain Meri Jabeen-e-Niaz Mein
For once, O awaited Reality, reveal Yourself in a form material,
For a thousand prostrations are quivering eagerly in my submissive brow.
Tarb Ashnaye Kharosh Ho, Tu Nawa Hai Mehram-e-Gosh Ho
Woh Surood Kya Ke Chupa Huwa Ho Sakoot-e-Parda-e-Saaz Mein
Know the pleasure of tumult: thou art a tune consort with the ear!
What is that melody worth, which hides itself in the silent chords of the harp.
Tu Bacha Bacha Ke Na Rakh Isse, Tera Aaeena Hai Woh Aaeena
Ke Shikast Ho To Aziz Tar Hai Nigah-e-Aaeena Saaz Mein
Do not try to protect them, your mirror is the mirror
Which would be dearer in the Maker's eye if they broken are
Dam-e-Tof Karmak-e-Shama Ne Ye Kaha Ke Woh Asar-e-Kuhan
Na Teri Hikayat-e-Souz Mein, Na Meri Hadees-e-Gudaz Mein
During circumambulation the moth exclaimed, "Those past effects
Neither in your story of pathos, nor in my tale of love are"
Na Kaheen Jahan Mein Aman Mili, Jo Aman Mili To Kahan Mili
Mere Jurm-e-Khana Kharab Ko Tere Ufuw-e-Banda Nawaz Mein
My dark misdeeds found no refuge in the wide world—
The only refuge they found was in Your Gracious Forgiveness
Na Woh Ishq Mein Raheen Garmiyaan, Na Woh Husn Mein Raheen Shaukiyan
Na Woh Ghaznavi Mein Tarap Rahi, Na Kham Hai Zulf-e-Ayaz Mein
Neither love has that warmth, nor beauty has that humour
Neither that restlessness in Ghaznavi nor those curls in the hair locks of Ayaz are,
Jo Mein Sar Basajda Huwa Kabhi To Zameen Se Ane Lagi Sada
Tera Dil To Hai Sanam Ashna, Tujhe Kya Mile Ga Namaz Mein
Even as I laid down my head in prostration a cry arose from the ground:
Your heart is in materialism, no rewards for your prayers are.
tajveed: Arif Lohar translation: Myself Alif ALLAH chambe di booti letter alif ا , of God’s name is the jasmine flower mere murshid mann wich laai – hu that my Peer (Guide) has planted it in my very heart nafi asbaat da paani de ke watering then with the negation and affirmation har rage har jaai – hu (watering) reaching to each vein and each pore jug jug jeeve mera murshid sohna may (the effective of) my precious Guide live forever hath jis eih booti laai – hu whose hand has planted this flower (turned me into the path of righteous)
peer meriya, jugni ji O Peer of mine, may your Spiritual-being live for ever and after ae we ALLAH waaliyaan di jugni ji indeed, this is the Godly Ones’ Spiritual-being may live for ever and after ae we NABI paak di jugni ji indeed, this is the Holy Prophet’s Spiritual-being may live for ever and after ae we maula Ali waali jugni ji indeed, this is the Spirit-being devoted to Ali may live for ever and after ae we mere Peer di jugni ji indeed, this is my Pir’s Spiritual-being and it may live for ever and after ae we Sar-Sabaz di jugni ji indeed, this is the long living Pir and His Spiritual-being may live for ever and after
dam gutkoon dam gutkoon like a dove’s call, with every breath (of mine) dam gutkoon gutkoon kare saaeen my heart echoes the name of my Lord (like a dove's call) ae te Kalma NABI da parhe saaeen with every breath, remember my Lord and sayings of the Kalma of my Prophet (S) peer meriya, jugni ji ae we ALLAH waaliyaan di jugni ji ae we NABI paak di jugni ji ae we maula Ali waali jugni jiae we mere Peer di jugni ji ae we Sar-Sabaz di jugni ji jugni tar khaaeen wich thaal chad duniya de janjaal kuchh neen nibhna bandiyaan naal
jugni tar khaaeen wich thaal chad de duniya de janjaal kuchh neen Nibhna bandiyaan naal rakheen saabat sidq amaal
peer meriya – jugni ji ae we ALLAH waaliyaan di jugni ji ae we NABI paak di jugni ji ae we maula Ali waali jugni ji ae we mere Peer di jugni ji ae we Sar-Sabaz di jugni ji
jugni digg payi vich roshi othe ro ro kamli hoi ohdi vaat nai lainda koi te kalme bina nahi mildi toyi
dam gutkoon dam gutkoon dam gutkoon gutkoon kare saaeen dam gutkoon dam gutkoon
wanggaan charha lo kuriyon mere Daatade darbaar diyaan
na kar dheeya khed piyaari maan daindi aa gaalaryaan din din tali jawaani jaandi jyoon sona kuthiaalariyaan aurt mard shahzaade sohne oah moti oah laalariyaan rakheen saabat sidq amaal peen parem piyaalariyan Daata de darbaar ch aakho paawan khair sawaalariyan
wanggaan charha lo kuriyon mere daata de darbaar diyaan
dam gutkoon dam gutkoon dam gutkoon gutkoon kare saaeen
peer meriya – jugni ji ae we ALLAH waaliyaan di jugni ji ae we NABI paak di jugni ji ae we maula Ali waali jugni ji ae we mere Peer di jugni ji ae we Sar-Sabaz di jugni ji jugni ji..... ffp: like a dove’s call, with every breath my heart echoes God’s name with every breath, remembers the Lord and says the kalma of the Prophet
O Spirit-being, share what you have with others (place your food in a communal dish and eat) become free of the troubles of the world it’s not possible to keep faith with humans O Spirit-being, share whatever you have with others (place your food in a communal dish and eat) become free of the troubles of the world it’s not possible to keep faith with humans keep your deeds true and sincere Girls, put on the bangles from the court of my Benefactor (Data Ganj Baksh) O daughter, don’t revel in love of fun and play Mother gives advice with each day, the bloom of youth is waning as gold in a goldsmith’s crucible women and men are beautiful and precious they are pearls, they are rubies those who don’t care to save their own head drink from the cup of love in the court of the Benefactor, come and state your desire (He) will grant prosperity to the petitioners Spirit-being!
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Friday, 31 October 2014
Oo my life Oo my love you know [ have the knowledge or attaining that knowledge] to share happiness and sorrow (as bust out) there without of you my heart doesn't make work||
(i) have asked the black clouds [ as it the bad season going in my world] why there is (still) fire inside of my chest [asking clouds to pour rain over in] (have been waiting) many monsoon have passed already
(since) you have gone far distanced (now in between) snatched away my sleep [peace of my soul] (now) i roum around in my awaken nights do come back, can't take it anymore for the sake of love there without of you my heart doesn't make work||
only God knows how much i cry without of you [peace of my soul dies without of you] who is there, whom i shall never have to live deprived off do never break the connection we have within and in between of us
oh my heart, which i have gave away to you (expecting nothing but you) so don't even dare being careless to this fact don't you ever recall all those promises [you've made]
what are the returnings of my love? please be mercyful to the tears my of my thirsty eyes there without of you my heart doesn't make work||
Song Info:
Sajjad Ali and Fariha Pervez return to Coke Studio with Jhoolay Lal. The Coke Studio composition
spans the entire breadth and length of our soil, infusing a modern folk
flavor to the song. The arrangement offers a diverse palette of
flavors, textures and sounds that come together to enrich Jhoolay Lal.
Jhoolay
Lal” a prayer which is as old as the river Indus itself, is commonly
appropriated across the subcontinent. Traditionally a dhamaal, the song
is intended to surrender oneself
to the rhythm of universality. The lyrics praises the virtues of the
revered Sufi saint Hazrat Lal Shahbaz Qalandar (AS) of Sehwan,
celebrating the spiritual link
asvaseela from him to his quintessential pir, Hazrat Ali (AS). The Coke
Studio version maximizes the harmony of Fariha & Sajjad’s voices;
their voices are suffused with joy, strength and fragility in equal measure.
The
Coke Studio houseband adds a more modern sense of percussions to the
original dholak and tabla beats whilst Tanveer Tafu’s rubab solos and
Sajid’s flute provides an eloquent yearning counterpoint to the song.
Lyrics:
تیرے روضے تے آن کے سائیں
(تیرے روضے پہ آکر، آقا)
tere rauze te aan ke saaeen
I want to come to your mausoleum, my beloved master
تیرے روضے تے آن کے سائیں
(تیرے روضے پہ آکر، آقا)
tere rauze te aan ke saaeen
I want to come to your mausoleum, my beloved master
پانی ایں میں دھمال
(ڈالنا ہے مجھے دھمال)
paani en main dhamaal
And dance in ecstasy
تیرے روضے تے آن کے سائیں
(تیرے روضے پہ آکر، آقا)
tere rauze te aan ke saaeen
I want to come to your mausoleum, my beloved master
تیرے روضے تے آن کے سائیں
(تیرے روضے پہ آکر، آقا)
tere rauze te aan ke saaeen
I want to come to your mausoleum, my beloved master
پانی ایں میں دھمال
(ڈالنا ہے مجھے دھمال)
paani en main dhamaal
And dance in ecstasy
مولا مشکل کشا بگڑی بات بنا
(مولا مشکل کشا بگڑی بات بنا)
Maula mushkil-kusha bigṛi baat bana
O Resolver of Difficulties, change my woes to prosperity
مولا مشکل کشا بگڑی بات بنا
(مولا مشکل کشا بگڑی بات بنا)
Maula mushkil-kusha bigṛi baat bana
O Resolver of Difficulties, change my woes to prosperity
مولا مشکل کشا بگڑی بات بنا
(مولا مشکل کشا بگڑی بات بنا)
Maula mushkil-kusha bigṛi baat bana
O Resolver of Difficulties, change my woes to prosperity
ہو پورا کردے سوال
(ہو پورا کردے سوال)
ho poora karde sawaal
Fulfill my plea
جی سیہوانی لال
(اے سیہون والے پیر)
ji sehwaani laal
O beloved master from Sehwan
ہو پورا کردے سوال
(ہو پورا کردے سوال)
ho poora karde sawaal
Fulfill my plea
جی سیہوانی لال
(اے سیہون والے پیر)
ji sehwaani laal
O beloved master from Sehwan
میں تو تیری آں
(میں تو تیری ہوں)
main to teriyaan aan
To you I belong
میں تو تیری آں
(میں تو تیری ہوں)
main to teriyaan aan
To you I belong
تیرے در تے جو وی آوے
(تیرے در پر جو بھی آئے)
tere dar te jo vi aawe
Whoever comes to your threshold
جھولی بھر بھر واپس جاوے
(جھولی بھر بھر کے واپس جائے)
jholi bhar bhar waapas jaawe
Returns with thousands of blessings
تیرے در تے جو وی آوے
(تیرے در پر جو بھی آئے)
tere dar te jo vi aawe
Whoever comes to your threshold
جھولی بھر بھر واپس جاوے
(جھولی بھر بھر کے واپس جائے)
jholi bhar bhar waapas jaawe
Returns with thousands of blessings
آس دلاکے مرشد مینوں
(آس دلاکے مرشد مجھ کو)
aas dilaake murshid mainoon
Give me hope, my guide
عزتاں رکھیں لجپال
(عزت رکھنا، لاج رکھنے والے)
‘izzataan rakheen lajpaal
Preserve my good name, O Preserver of Honour
تیرے روضے تے آن کے سائیں
(تیرے روضے پہ آکر، آقا)
tere rauze te aan ke saaeen
I want to come to your mausoleum, my beloved master
تیرے روضے تے آن کے سائیں
(تیرے روضے پہ آکر، آقا)
tere rauze te aan ke saaeen
I want to come to your mausoleum, my beloved master
پانی ایں میں دھمال
(ڈالنا ہے مجھے دھمال)
paani en main dhamaal
And dance in ecstasy
ازلوں دھوپ کھڑی آں
(ازل سے دھوپ میں کھڑی ہوں)
azlon dhoop khaṛi aan
I’ve been standing in the scorching sun forever
خالی ہاتھ لڑی آں
(خالی ہاتھ لڑی ہوں)
khaali haath laṛi aan
I’ve battled unarmed
ازلوں دھوپ کھڑی آں
(ازل سے دھوپ میں کھڑی ہوں)
azlon dhoop khaṛi aan
I’ve been standing in the scorching sun forever
خالی ہاتھ لڑی آں
(خالی ہاتھ لڑی ہوں)
khaali haath laṛi aan
I’ve battled unarmed
ازلوں دھوپ کھڑی آں
(ازل سے دھوپ میں کھڑی ہوں)
azlon dhoop khaṛi aan
I’ve been standing in the scorching sun forever
خالی ہاتھ لڑی آں
(خالی ہاتھ لڑی ہوں)
khaali haath laṛi aan
I’ve battled unarmed
پیروں کنڈے نکال
(پیروں سے کانٹے نکال)
pairon kanḍe nikaal
Rid my feet of thorns
جی سیہوانی لال
(اے سیہون والے پیر)
ji sehwaani laal
O beloved master from Sehwan
توں ایں میرا لجپال
(تو ہے میری لاج رکھنے والا)
toon en mera lajpaal
You are the preserver of my honour
جی سیہوانی لال
(اے سیہون والے پیر)
ji sehwaani laal
O beloved master from Sehwan
میں تو تیری آں
(میں تو تیری ہوں)
main to teriyaan aan
To you I belong
میں تو تیری آں
(میں تو تیری ہوں)
main to teriyaan aan
To you I belong
ہر پل ہر دم آکھے قلندر
(ہر پل ہر دم کہے قلندر)
har pal har dam aakhe qalandar
At every moment, with every breath, the qalandar says
نامِ علی ہر دل دے اندر
(نامِ علی ہر دل کے اندر)
naam-i ‘ali har dil de andar
Ali’s name is in every heart
ہر پل ہر دم آکھے قلندر
(ہر پل ہر دم کہے قلندر)
har pal har dam aakhe qalandar
At every moment, with every breath, the qalandar says
نامِ علی ہر دل دے اندر
(نامِ علی ہر دل کے اندر)
naam-i ‘ali har dil de andar
Ali’s name is in every heart
شاناں والا پیر نجف دا
(شان والا پیر نجف کا)
shaanaan waala peer najaf da
Ali, the glorious master of Najaf
پیر ترا لجپال
(پیر تیرا لاج رکھنے والا)
peer tira lajpaal
He is the preserver of honour
تیرے روضے تے آن کے سائیں
(تیرے روضے پہ آکر، آقا)
tere rauze te aan ke saaeen
I want to come to your mausoleum, my beloved master
تیرے روضے تے آن کے سائیں
(تیرے روضے پہ آکر، آقا)
tere rauze te aan ke saaeen
I want to come to your mausoleum, my beloved master
پانی ایں میں دھمال
(ڈالنا ہے مجھے دھمال)
paani en main dhamaal
And dance in ecstasy
