Lyrics and translation Mahendra Kapoor - Ik Kudi Jehda Naa Mohabbat

Ik Kudi Jehda Naa Mohabbat

Ik kudi jida naa mohabbat, gum hai, gum hai, gum hai
Saad muraadi, soni phabbat, gum hai
//a girl whose name is love, is lost, is lost, is lost
//simple, beautifull, she is lost
Soorat Ussdi pariyaan vargi, Seerat di o marriam lagdi
Hasdi hai taa phul jhaddade ne, Turdi hai taa ghazal hai laagdi
Lamm-salammi, saru de kad dee, Umar aje hai marke agg di,
Par naina di gal samajhdi, gum hai gum hai gum hai
//an angel by face, like mary by virtue
//flowers blossom when she laughs, seems a poem when she walks
//tall like cypress, age barely alight
//yet she understands the language of a glance, she is lost
Gummeyan janam janam han hoye, Par lagda jyon kall di gall hai
Kyu lagda jyon ajj di gall hai, kyu lagda jyon hun di gall hai
//its been ages since she is lost, yet it feels yesterday
//feels like today, feels like now.
Huney taan mere kol khadi c, Huney taan mere kol nahi hai
Eh ki chhal hai, eh ki phatkan, Soch meri hairan baddi hai
//she was standing besides me just now, now she is besides me no more
//whts dis deception is, wht trickery, my thought is amazed
Nazar meri har onde jaande, Chehre da rang phol rahi hai,
Ous kudi nu tol rahi hai,
//my eyes
Saanjh dhale bazaaran de jad, Modaan te khushbu ugdi hai
Vehal, thakaavat, bechaini jad, Choraheya te aa jud di hai

Rauley lippi tanhai vich, Os kuddi di thudd khaandi hai
Os kuddi di thudd disdi hai, Har chhin mennu inyon lagda hai,
Har din mennu inyon lagda hai,

Judde jashan ne bheedaan vichon, Juddi mahak de jhurmat vichon
O menu aawaaz davegi, Men ohnu pehchaan lavaanga
O menu pehchaan lavegi, Par es raule de hadd vichon
Koi menu aawaaz na denda, Koi vi mere vall na vehnda

Par khaure kyun tapala lagda, Par khaure kyun jholla painda,
Har din har ik bheed judi chon, But ohda jyun langh ke jaanda
Par menu hi nazar na aunda, gum gaya maen os kudi de
Chehre de vich gummeya rehnda, Os de gham vich ghullda rehnda,
Os de gham vich khurda jaanda!
Os kuddi nu meri saun hai,
Os kuddi nu apni saun hai,

Os kuddi nu sab di saun hai, Os kuddi nu jag di saun hai,
Os kuddi nu rab di saun hai, Je kithe paddhdi sundi hove,

Jyundi ya o mar rahi hove, Ik vaari aa ke mil jaave
Vafa meri nu daag na laave, Nahin taan methon jiya na jaanda
Geet koi likheya na janda!

A Girl Named Love

A girl whose name is love, is lost, is lost, is lost
My simple, beautiful desire, is lost
//a girl whose name is love, is lost, is lost, is lost
//simple, beautiful, she is lost
Her face like an angel's, her character like Mary's
When she laughs, flowers bloom, when she walks, it seems like a poem
Tall and slender, with the height of a cypress, her age barely alight,
Yet she understands the language of a glance, she is lost, she is lost, she is lost
//an angel by face, like Mary by virtue
//flowers blossom when she laughs, seems a poem when she walks
//tall like cypress, age barely alight
//yet she understands the language of a glance, she is lost
It's been lifetimes since she's been lost, yet it feels like yesterday
Why does it feel like today, why does it feel like now?
//it's been ages since she is lost, yet it feels yesterday
//feels like today, feels like now.
She was standing beside me just now, now she is no more
What illusion is this, what trickery, my thoughts are amazed
//she was standing besides me just now, now she is besides me no more
//what is this deception, what trickery, my thought is amazed
My gaze wanders everywhere, the color drains from my face,
Searching for that girl
//my eyes
As evening falls in the market, a fragrance rises at the turn,
Loneliness, fatigue, restlessness, all gather at the crossroads

In the depths of my loneliness, I yearn for that girl
I search for her, every moment I feel,
Every day I feel,

From the celebrations and the crowds, from the fragrant gatherings
She will call out to me, I will recognize her voice
She will recognize me, but from amidst this chaos
No one calls out to me, no one walks beside me

But why do I feel restless, why do I feel anxious,
Every day, from every gathering, as if her form passes by
But I fail to see her, I am lost in that girl's
Face, lost in her sorrow, dissolving in her pain,
Consumed by her grief!
I long for that girl,
She longs for herself,

Everyone longs for her, the world longs for her,
God longs for her, if she is somewhere out there,

Whether she is alive or dead, may she come and meet me once
May she not stain my loyalty, otherwise I cannot live
And no song can be written!