Lyrics Patta Patta Boota Boota - Jagjit Singh
Patta
patta,
boota
boota,
haal
hamaaraa
jaane
hai
Every
leaf
and
every
shrub
here
knows
of
my
state
Jaane
na
jaane
gul
hi
na
jaane,
baagh
to
saaraa
jaane
hai
It
is
the
flower
that
is
unaware,
but
all
the
bower
knows
Chaaragari
beemari-e-dil
ki
rasm-e-shahr-e-husn
nahin
It
is
not
their
way,
to
heal:
these
denizens
of
the
city
of
love
Warna
dilbar
naadaan
bhi
is
dard
ka
chaara
jaane
hai
Yet
even
the
innocent
ones
know
the
cure
to
a
sick
heart
Patta
patta,
boota
boota,
haal
hamaaraa
jaane
hai
Every
leaf
and
every
shrub
here
knows
of
my
state
Mehr-o-wafa-o-lutf-o-inaayat,
ek
se
waaqif
in
mein
nahin
Not
one
here
knows
of
kindness,
loyalty,
grace
or
generosity
Aur
to
sab
kuch
tanz-o-kanaya,
ramz-o-ishaara
jaane
hai
Cruelty,
sarcasm,
mockery
and
taunts,
of
these
they
know
Patta
patta,
boota
boota,
haal
hamaaraa
jaane
hai
Every
leaf
and
every
shrub
here
knows
of
my
state
Jaane
na
jaane
gul
hi
na
jaane,
baagh
to
saaraa
jaane
hai
It
is
the
flower
that
is
unaware,
but
all
the
bower
knows
Aage
us
mutkabbar
ke
ham
Khuda
Khuda
kiya
karte
hain,
We
prostrated
before
the
arrogant
one,
called
him
˜God′
Kab
maujud
Khuda
ko
woh
maghrur
khud-aara
jaane
hai
In
the
name
of
God,
what
does
that
insolent
one
know
of
Him
Aashiq
saa
to
saada
koi
aur
na
hoga
duniya
mein
There
is
no
one
in
the
world
quite
as
simple
as
a
lover
Ji
ke
zian
ko
ishq
mein
uske
apna
waara
jaane
hai
The
squandering
of
his
heart
he
sees
as
ecstasy
Aashiq
to
murda
hai
hamesha
ji
uthta
hai
dekhe
use
He
is
but
a
corpse,
the
lover,
but
see!
he
lives
again
Yaar
ke
aa
jaane
ko
yakaayak
umr
do
baara
jaane
hai
She
has
come
of
a
sudden
and
it
is
another
lease
on
life
Kya
kya
fitne
sar
par
uske
laata
hai
maashooq
apnaa
What
disasters
our
lover
brings
down
on
his
own
head
Jis
bedil
betaab-o-tavaan
ko
ishq
ka
maaraa
jaane
hai
That
restless,
listless
soul
we
had
given
up
as
lost
Tashna-e-khun
hai,
apna
kitna
'Mir′
bhi
naadaan,
talkhi-kash
Parched
for
blood
he
is,
and
'Mir'
the
simpleton
Damdaar
aab-e-tegh
ko
uske
aab-e-gawara
jaane
hai
Thinks
the
sharp
edge
of
a
blade
an
elixir
1 Din Guzar Gaya
2 Dhoop Main Niklo Ghataon Mein Nakakar Dekho
3 Sarhakti Jaye Hai Rukse Naqab Ahista Ahista
4 Kahin Door Jab Din Dhal Jaye
5 Mausam Ko Isharon Se
6 Jaate Jaate Woh Mujhe
7 Patta Patta Boota Boota
8 Dard Apnata Hai
9 Ab Main Rashan Ki Qataron Mein Nazar Aata Hoon
10 Main Khayal Hoon Kisi Aur Ka
11 Kal Chaudhvin Ki Raat Thi
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