O Disdi Kulli Sohne Yaar Dee - Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan traduction en anglais

O Disdi Kulli Sohne Yaar Dee

Kaafkun vele kacha ghada baneya
Mainu kujh afsos na kacheya ve
Tere kach di nahi parwah sanu
Asse apne pakh nu rakheya e
Dhakke painge dohan jahaan andar
Jehda yaar de kolon tu naseya e
Laake preet na tu todin mahiwaala
Iko harf ustaad ne daseya e
Sohni hath sidak di kholi te kare dalaali honi
Saude bahut kawale hoye ajj ishq karahi honi
Mileya nafa chana diyan challan tutii ghade di tohni
Lai gayi lehar ishq di aake je wateya si sohni
Oh disdi kulli yaar di ghareya
Lokan bhaane kulli mere bhaane kaaba
Oh disdi kulli
Jis kulli vich yaar da dera
Oh disdi kulli yaar di ghareya
Es ishq diyan reetan nu koi jaane mard sayana
Jehna upadi yaar de dar te main nahi baksheya jaana
Hajje te oh payiyan disdiyan mainu maahi waali nadhaaliyan
Naal khushiyan raat din jithe raatan kaaliyan jaaliyan
Oh disdi kulli yaar di ghareya
Main ki karan kanda door ni ariye
Main hai kaja ke mainu hath na laawin
Main khur jaana ni das main ki karan
Dosh mera ki sohniye
Main ishq di agg vich nahi sadeya
Kadi na sohniye tor chadendi yaar kache di yaari
Phad palra pakke murshid da jehda tenu paar langhawe
Rakhjigra na himmat haarin
Adh vich mainu dob na maarin
Ik akalli main hun challi
Badhi kaul karaar ni chaleya
Hun meri koi pesh na challe
Lathan paindiyan ghar ghar halle
Naazik vela tera mera
Rabb nu nahi manzoor ni ariye
Sunn ve ghareya main na bhajdi
Taar sajjan di dil vich wajdi
Je mil lehndisik na rehndi
O dilbar de deedar ni areya
Sadar kolon puch ishq de baare
Ethe tu main kaun bechaare
Ishq samundar dil de andar
Dub gaye lakhe toor ni ariye

O Disdi Kulli Sohne Yaar Dee

I have made an earthen pitcher with my own hands
I am not sorry for making it of clay
I do not care if it is made of clay
I have strengthened its wings
You will be disgraced in both worlds
If you leave your beloved
Do not break my heart, my love
My teacher has taught me this truth
Opening the door of honesty, she becomes a procurer
Many deals have been made today, for love to be made
You have made a profit from chickpeas, but your earthen pitcher has broken
The wave of love came and took her away
Oh, I can see the hut of my beloved
People call it a hut, but to me it is the Kaaba
Oh, I can see the hut
In this hut lives my beloved
Oh, I can see the hut of my beloved
Only a wise man knows the customs of this love
I will not be spared if I do not go to my beloved's house
On the pilgrimage, I see the footprints of my beloved
Where there are joys day and night, where the nights are dark
Oh, I can see the hut of my beloved
What can I do, when you are far away?
I am helpless, and you do not touch me
I am dying, tell me what should I do?
What is my fault, oh beautiful one?
I did not light the fire of love
Never break your promise, my love
May your true guide save you
Do not lose courage
Do not let me drown halfway
I have come alone
The promise is broken
Now, no one listens to me
My cries are heard from house to house
Your time and mine are precious
God does not approve, my dear
Listen, my love, I will not leave
The strings of my beloved's heart are playing in my heart
If I could meet him, I would not stay
Oh, my love, let me see you
Ask the wise men about love
Who are we here?
Love is an ocean in the heart
Millions have drowned in it