Paroles et traduction Jagjit Singh - Ek Purana Mausam Lauta

Ek Purana Mausam Lauta

Subah subah ik khwab ki
Dastak par darwaza khola dekha
Sarhad ke us paar se
Kuchh mehmaan aaye hain
Aankhon se maanoos the saarey
Chehre saarey sune sunaaye
Paanv dhoye haath dhulaye
Aangan mein aasan lagwaaye
Aur tandoor pe makki ke
Kuchh mote mote rot pakaye
Potli mein mehmaan mere
Pichhale saalon ki
Faslon ka gud laaye the
Aankh khuli to dekha
Ghar mein koi nahin tha
Haath lagakar dekha to tandoor
Abhi tak bujha nahin tha
Aur hothon pe meethe gud ka
Jaayka ab tak chipak raha tha
Khwab tha shayad!
Khwab hi hoga!
Sarhad par kal raat suna hai chali thi goli
Sarhad par kal raat suna hai
Kuchh khwaabon ka khoon hua hai

Ek puraana mausam lauta
Ek puraana mausam lauta
Yaad bhari purvayi bhi
Ek puraana mausam lauta
Yaad bhari purvayi bhi
Aisa to kam hi hotha hai
Wo bhi ho tanhaayee bhi
Ek puraana mausam lauta
Yaad bhari purvayi bhi

Yaadon ki bauchaaron se jab
Palke bheegne lagti hai
Yaadon ki bauchaaron se jab
Palke bheegne lagti hai
Kitni soundi lagthi hai tab
Kitni soundi lagthi hai tab
Maanjhi ki ruswaee bhi
Ek puraana mausam lauta
Yaad bhari purvayi bhi

Do do shaklen dikthi hain
Is behke se aayine mein
Do do shaklen dikthi hain
Is behke se aayine mein
Mere saath chala aaya hai
Mere saath chala aaya hai
Aapka ik saudayee bhi
Aisa to kam hi hotha hai
Wo bhi ho tanhaayee bhi

Khamoshi ka haasil bhi
Ik lambi si kamoshi hai
Khamoshi ka haasil bhi
Ik lambi si kamoshi hai
Unki baath suni bhi humne
Unki baath suni bhi humne
Apni baat sunayi bhi
Aisa to kam hi hotha hai
Wo bhi ho tanhaayee bhi

Ek puraana mausam lauta
Ek puraana mausam lauta
Yaad bhari purvayi bhi

An Old Season Returned

In the early morning, at the
Knock of a dream, I opened the door
From across the border,
Some guests have arrived
I was familiar with their eyes
All the faces were so familiar
I washed their feet and hands,
Laid out carpets in the courtyard,
And on the tandoor, cooked some
Plump cornbread
In their pockets, my guests
Brought jaggery from harvests
Past
When I opened my eyes, I saw,
There was no one in the house
I touched the tandoor, and it
Had not yet cooled
And on my lips, the taste of sweet jaggery
Still lingered
It was a dream, perhaps!
It must have been a dream!
On the border, last night, I heard bullets fly
On the border, last night, I heard
That some dreams have been killed

An old season returned
An old season returned
And a breeze heavy with memories
An old season returned
And a breeze heavy with memories
It rarely happens like this,
That too with loneliness
An old season returned
And a breeze heavy with memories

When from the showers of memories,
My eyelashes begin to glisten,
When from the showers of memories,
My eyelashes begin to glisten,
How melodious it sounds then,
How melodious it sounds then,
Even the boatman's humiliation
An old season returned
And a breeze heavy with memories

I see two faces
In this beguiled mirror,
I see two faces
In this beguiled mirror,
My beloved has come with me,
My beloved has come with me,
A trader of yours,
It rarely happens like this,
That too with loneliness

The fruit of silence,
Is a long, long silence
The fruit of silence,
Is a long, long silence
I have listened to their speech,
I have listened to their speech,
And I have spoken my mind,
It rarely happens like this,
That too with loneliness

An old season returned
An old season returned
And a breeze heavy with memories