Nargisi Ankh Dore Gulabi - Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan traduction en anglais

Nargisi Ankh Dore Gulabi

Teri Payal Agar Chanak Jaye
Gardesh-e-Asmaan Titthak Jaye

Tere Hansne Ki Kaifiyat Tauba
Jayse Bijli Chamak Chamak Jaye

Teri Gardan Ka Tazkrah Sun Kar
Jo Surahi Hai Who Chalak Jaye

Le Agar Jhoom Kar Tu Angraie
Zindagi Daar Par Latak Jaye

Choor Hai Aiasse Paak Pan Tera
Jayse Das Das Ke Saamp Thak Jaye

Teri Ankoon Ko Daikh Paiye Agar
Jo Frishta Ho Woh Baihak Jaye

Nargisi Ankh Doray Gulabi
Mast Yeh Husn Hai Mai Ke Pyale

Sheikh Agar Daikh Le Tujh Ko Zalim
Apni Taubah Wahin Torh Dalay

Chain Paye To Kis Tarah Paye
Dil Sambhale To Kaise Sambhale

Jis Ka Dil Parh Gaya Ho Sitam Gar
Teri Kafir Adaon Ke Paalay

Koi Daikhay To Kis Kash Ma Kash Mein
Ae Bimar-e-Ulfat Hai Unka

Aj Hi Maut Hai Anay Wali
Aj Hi Woh Bhi Hain Anay Walay

Kyun Na Ho Jayein Konain Sadqay
Aise Majzoob-e-Ulfat Pe Yaro

Khud To Ho Jaye Ruswa Jahan Mein
Pyar Ka Raaz Dil Mein Chupa Le

Baad Marne Ke Meri Lehed Par
Janay Kya Soch Kar Dil Bhar Aya

Aa Gaye Unki Ankhon Mein Ansoo
Phool Jab Meri Turbat Pe Dalay

Kuch To Kar Ehtram-e-Muhabbat
Kuch To Pas-e-Adab Rakh Lehed Ka

Chadr-e-Gul Charhane Se Pehle
Apni Hathoon Ki Mehendi Chupa Le

Ae Niyaz Apni Barbadiyon Ka
Kar Na Shikwa Shikayat Kisi Se

Hum To Pehle Hi Samjha Rahe Thay
Daikh Zalim Hain Yeh Husn Walay

Nargisi Ankh Dore Gulabi

Your anklet, if it were to jingle
The celestial sphere would falter

The state of your laughter, my dear
Would make the lightning flash and quiver

Upon hearing the story of your neck
Even the wine jug would overturn

If you were to stretch and yawn
Life itself would hang on a thread

Your purity is such that it would defeat
Ten serpents, each one writhing in heat

If anyone were to gaze upon your eyes
Even an angel would go astray

Your eyes are narcissi, your lips a rose
Your beauty intoxicates like a goblet of wine

If a pious man were to behold you, my tormentor
He would instantly break his vow

How can I find peace?
How can I control my heart?

The oppressor who has stolen my heart
His pagan ways ensnare me

If anyone were to see my pitiful state
You, my love-sick friend

Today is the day I will die
Today is the day he will come

How could I not sacrifice myself
For such a lover, my friends?

I will disgrace myself before the world
But I will keep the secret of my love hidden

After my death, at my grave
Tears filled my heart

Tears came to their eyes
When they laid flowers on my grave

Show some respect for my love
And for the sanctity of my grave

Before you spread the flowers
Wash away the henna from your hands

Do not complain to anyone
For your own destruction

I had warned you before
Beware of the beautiful ones