Paroles et traduction Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan - Chalo Dayar-E-Nabi

Chalo Dayar-E-Nabi

Bigri howi banti hai her baat madine mein
Gharkhaar mohammad ki hai zaat madine mein
Chalo dyar e nabi ki janib, darood lub pe saja saja ker
Bahar lootein ge hum karam ki, dilon ko daaman bana bana ker
Chalo dyar e nabi ki janib
Chalo dyar e nabi ki janib
Do jahan ka bharam madine mein, hai karam he karam madine mein
Sir ke sajde to su-e-kaaba hai, hai dilon ka haram madine mein
Khatm hote hein aik he pal mein, sare dard o alam madine mein
Haar ashqon ke phol zakhmon ke, le ke jain ge hum madine mein
Sub jahanon ki likhte hein qismat, shah e loh o kalam madine mein
Meri saim yeh he tamanna hai, bus nikal jaye dum madine mein
Teg-o-tarap ko barhatay chale chalo,
Dil mein charagh-e-ishq barhate chale chalo
Us taajdar-e-husn ki tazeem ke liyeh,
Aakhon ko farsh-e-rah banate chale chalo
Chalo dyar e nabi ki janib chalo chalo
Chalo dyar e nabi ki janib chalo chalo
Chalo dyar e nabi ki janib, darood lub pe sajaa sajaa ker
Bahar lootein ge hum karam ki, dilon ko daaman bana bana ker
Na un ke jaisa sakhi hai koi, na un ke jaisa ghani hai koi
Wo bewanaon ko her jaga se, nawazte hein bula bula ker
Mein wo bhikari hoon jiss ki jholi mein koi husn-e-amal nahi hai
Magar wo ehsaan ker rahay hein khataein meri chupa chupa ker
Hai unko ummat se pyar kitna, karam hai rehmat shuar kitna
Hamare jurmon ko dho rahe hein, huzoor aanso baha baha ker
Yeh he asaas-e-amal hai meri, isi se bigri bani hai meri
Samay ko karam khuda ka, nabi ki naatein suna suna ker
Agar muqaddar mein ya-(wali?) ki, agar madine gaya mein khalid
Qadam qadam pe hazaaro sajde, karoon ga sir ko jhuka jhuka ker
Chalo dyar-e-nabi ki janib darood lab pe saja saja ker...

Let's Go to the Abode of the Prophet

Everything broken becomes whole again in Medina
Muhammad is the shelter of the world in Medina
Let's go to the land of the Prophet, reciting salutations on our lips
We will seek the bounty of blessings, making our hearts into receptacles
Let's go to the land of the Prophet
Let's go to the land of the Prophet
The honor of both worlds is in Medina, there is only grace in Medina
While we prostrate towards the Kaaba, the heart's sanctuary is in Medina
All sorrows and troubles end in an instant, in Medina
We will take a bouquet of tearful prayers as offerings to Medina
The Lord of the Pen and the Tablet, writes the destiny of all worlds in Medina
My only wish is to breathe my last in Medina
Let us increase our enthusiasm and fervor
Let us light the lamps of love in our hearts
In reverence to that King of Beauty
Let us make our eyes a carpet on his path
Let's go to the land of the Prophet, let's go, let's go
Let's go to the land of the Prophet, let's go, let's go
Let's go to the land of the Prophet, reciting salutations on our lips
We will seek the bounty of blessings, making our hearts into receptacles
There is none as generous as him, none as rich as him
He calls the helpless from everywhere, summoning them
I am a beggar whose bag contains no good deeds
But he does me favors, hiding my sins
How much he loves his followers, how compassionate and forgiving he is
He washes away our crimes, my Lord, shedding tears
This is my hope and reliance, it is what has made me whole
Spend time in remembering the kindness of God, sing the praises of the Prophet
If it is in my destiny, O friend, if I go to Medina
At every step I will prostrate a thousand times, bowing my head
Let's go to the land of the Prophet, reciting salutations on our lips...