Paroles et traduction Farhan Khan - Hustle All Day

Hustle All Day

Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Zindagi bhaagam bhag, dhakka mukki collar faad
Sapno ki daud hai yeh city Bombay
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Zindagi bhagam-bhag, dhakka-mukki collar faad
Sapno ki daud hai yeh city Bombay

Kawaare sapne kabse baithe hai mehendi laga ke
Jo kandhe doli ko thhe uthane lage janaaze
Khanakti jeb liye bachenge kaise gunah se?
Jal ke bana khurchan par bikta upari pulav hai
Mai darji khudki zindgi ko karta raffu
Mai keemti par shaapit ungliyon se dur nag hu
Itna zyada hausla ki lagta mai apang hu
Marke odhi khudki khaal dhundu mai kafan kyu?
Mai Khansaab, jo hai asli wahi jaanta
Nawaabi shauk chabaun rapperon ko khamakha
Daant daagein inme toh chhitein uddi kurte pe
Par yeh bewakoof sochein daag hai ye paan ka
Yaha hustle bohot, Lokal Gang karti dafan, dost
Khel ke bhagwan humko pujo karo bhajan roz
Chahiye taaliyan, kalakaar ko na pasand note
Par taaliyon se chalta na ghar toh karta double job
Neeli siyahi peeke bana bhole shankar mai
Bar pe bar lagaya shabdo ka langar hai
Panno pe tandav karti hai kalam meri
Chadha ke bali raat ki aur badbadata mantar mai

Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Zindagi bhagam-bhag, dhakka-mukki collar faad
Sapno ki daud hai yeh city Bombay
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Zindagi bhagam-bhag, dhakka-mukki collar faad
Sapno ki daud hai yeh city Bombay

Sukhe kuen taakte hai baadalon ko
Siyaahi barse aur bhigaade aake Ghalibo ko
Bombay Lokal hilake rakhde kaafilo ko
Khel ke hum sufi, na muh lagate kaafiro ko
Shayar sharaab jaisa, nasha aur haram pesha
Mai aisa murda jo kabar mai rehke saans leta
Hamaare sath rehna toh kafan ka naap deja
Khel ki ibaadat mera har din hai Ramzan jaisa
Har gali aashiq par mashook se na pyaar inko
Chamdi tum ladke, tum mohabbato ka gyaan kam do
Har din agni pariksha ho chuke raakh hum toh
Hip-Hop paakh jaise sita, mujhko Ram samhjo
Mai Knuckle Dusta ye mohalla khatarnaak hai
Shabdo ka blade muh mai gale pe rakh ke hum vaar de
Gang poori pagal, poori ki poori beemar hai
Har din dua padte karte bakre hum halal hai
Hum khudki khushi se baithe pinjre mai band hoke
Taaki ghar na bhatke daano ko aur kuchle sadko pe,
Bachpan rangeen tha na zimma tha inn kandho pe
Ab kaali hai zindagi, baha diye hain rang dho ke

Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Zindagi bhagam-bhag, dhakka-mukki collar faad
Sapno ki daud hai yeh city Bombay
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Zindagi bhagam-bhag, dhakka-mukki collar faad
Sapno ki daud hai yeh city Bombay
Bombay meri jaan!

Hustle All Day

Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Life is a rush, pushing and shoving, tearing collars
This city of Bombay is a race for dreams
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Life is a rush, pushing and shoving, tearing collars
This city of Bombay is a race for dreams

For how long have my unused dreams been sitting with henna applied?
The shoulders that were meant to carry the wedding palanquin are now carrying a coffin
How can we escape sin with empty pockets?
Burnt rice sold as expensive biryani
I am my life's tailor, mending it myself
I am a snake that stays away from even precious but cursed fingers
My courage is so great that I feel handicapped
Why should I search for a shroud to cover myself when I can wear my skin?
I am a Khan, one who knows the truth
I chew up rappers for my Nawabi pleasure
I bite into them, leaving stains on my clothes
But these fools think the stains are from betel nut
There's a lot of hustle here, my friend, Lokal Gang is burying them
We play like gods, worship us and sing hymns every day
I prefer applause, an artist doesn't like money
But when applause can't run the house, I work a double shift
I drink blue ink and become Lord Shiva
I organize a feast of words at bars
My pen dances wildly on pages
I chant mantras in the night, sacrificing words

Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Life is a rush, pushing and shoving, tearing collars
This city of Bombay is a race for dreams
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Life is a rush, pushing and shoving, tearing collars
This city of Bombay is a race for dreams

Dry wells stare at clouds
May ink rain down and soak Ghalib's grave
Bombay's trains shake and keep the travelers awake
Playing as Sufis, we don't mingle with the infidels
A poet is like alcohol, intoxicating and sinful
I am a corpse breathing in a grave
If you want to stay with us, bring the cloth for your shroud
My worship is the game, every day is like Ramadan
On every street, lovers deny their love
You're just kids, you know nothing about love
We have passed through so many trials by fire, we are now ashes
Hip-Hop is my chariot like Sita, consider me Ram
I am Knuckle Dusta, this neighborhood is dangerous
We put a blade of words in our mouths and aim it at your throat
The whole gang is crazy, they are all sick
Every day we pray and slaughter ourselves like sacrificial goats
We have voluntarily locked ourselves in cages
So that our seeds don't wander and get crushed on the streets
Childhood was colorful, there was no burden on these shoulders
Now life is dark, we have washed away all the colors

Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Life is a rush, pushing and shoving, tearing collars
This city of Bombay is a race for dreams
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Hustle all day, hustle all day
Life is a rush, pushing and shoving, tearing collars
This city of Bombay is a race for dreams
Bombay, my love!