Paroles et traduction Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan - Sik Chaj Koi Yaar

Sik Chaj Koi Yaar

Makke gayan gal mukdi naahi
Bhavein sau sau jumme pad aayiye
Ganga gayan gal mukdi naahi
Bhavein sau sau gote khayiye
Gaya gayan gal mukdi naahi
Bhavein sau sau pand padhayiye
Bulleh Shah gal tayiyon mukdi
Jadon main nu dilon gawayiye

Naa main puja paath jo kiti
Naa main ganga nahya
Na main panj namaazan padiyan
Te na tasba khadkaya
Na main tiho roze rakhe
Te na main chilla kamaya
Bulleh Shah nu murshid milleya
Ohne evein jaa bakshaya

Je hai chaah dil neho laawan da
Sikh chajj koi yaar manawan da

Ek kutta dar dar phire te dar dar dur dur howe
Je ik dar da ho ke bai je kanu dur dur howe

Haji talab je kare ibaadat kade na bane namaazi
Jad tak ishq na hosi dil vich rabb na hosi raazi
Na bann momin na ban kaafir na pandit na kaazi
Bulleh Shah ik yaar bana lai laa ke dil di baazi

Sir te topi te niyat khoti
Lehna ki topi sir dhar ke
Tasbi phiri par dil na phireya
Lehna ki tasbi hath phar ke
Chille kite par rabb na mileya
Lehna ki chillleyan vich wad ke
Ve Bulleya jaag bina dudh nayi jamda
Bhavein laal howe kad kad ke

Raati jaagein te sheikh sadavein
Par raat nu jaagan kutte tain ti utte
Raati bhaukanon bas na karde
Phir jaa charan vich sutte
Khasam da buha mool na chad de
Bhavein maare sau sau jutte
Bulleh Shah uth yaar mana lai
Nahi te baazi lai gaye kutte

Je tu deed yaar di karni
Chadd guthi qaid mazhab di
Bulleh Shah tainu murshid mil paye
Ohnu samjhin soorat rabb di

Pad pad aalam faazil hoya
Kadde apne aap nu padeya i nahi
Ja ja wad da mandir masitan
Kadde apne andar tu waddeya i nahi
Evein roz shaitaan naal lad dan
Kadde nafas apne naal ladeya i nahi
Bulleh Shah aasmani ud diyan phardan
Jehda ghar baitha ohnu phareya hi nahi

Mankeyan de naal nirmann howe
Mann da manka sunn sunn rowe
Mann di maala rumz pirowe
Jehda vich masit de behnda e

Bulle nu loki mattu dende
Bulleya aa beh ja vich masiti
Vich masitan ki kujh hunda
Je dilon namaaz na niti
Bahron paak kite ki howe
Je andaron rahi paliti
Bina kaamil murshid Bulleya
Avein gayi ibaadat kiti

Baahron dhoye lattan gode
Andare rahi paliti
Kanna nu hath lai pehle
Phir namaaz tain niti
Tera dil khadawe munde kuriyan
Sajde karein masiti
Duniyadaara rabb de naal vi
Chaar sau vi tain kiti

Duniya de rajle sajre ne
Tu kulli paa lai ik paase
Masjid vich phirke baazi e
Sakh nu khiska lai ik paase
Bulleh Shah zamaana shehri e
Anhad wal manzil gehri e
Tere vich hi tera wairi e
Beh ke samjhaa lai ik paase

Ik lota te ik masalla
Qadir bann gaya kam sawalaa
Do dhaiyan da labh gaya allah
Te ikrand sunabi kehnda e

Mann andar jot jaga lai tun
Yaari naal sajan de laa lai tun
Eho raah hai rabb nu pawanda
Sikh chajj koi yaar manawan da

Gum apne aap ch hoja tun
Ohnu labna e khud khoja tun
Chchadd veham khayaal dhudawan da
Sikh chajj koi yaar manawan da

Chuk ghunghat sharm hijaabon tun
Chchadd zarf te phook kitaban nu
Ethe kam ni padhan padhaawan da
Sikh chajj koi yaar manaawan da

Bulleh Shah e raaz anokha e
Gal chchoti par mul chokha e
Ethe kam nahi akal dhudhawan da
Sikh chajj koi yaar manawan da

Learn to Please Your Beloved

Going to Mecca won't wash away your sins,
Even if you perform a hundred Friday prayers.
Bathing in the Ganges won't wash away your sins,
Even if you take a hundred dips.
Going to Gaya won't wash away your sins,
Even if you study a hundred scriptures.
Bulleh Shah, your sins will only be washed away,
When you lose yourself in your Beloved's heart.

I haven't performed rituals or prayers,
Nor have I bathed in the Ganges.
I haven't offered the five daily prayers,
Nor have I used prayer beads.
I haven't observed the fasts,
Nor have I undertaken spiritual retreats.
Bulleh Shah found his guide,
And He forgave me just like that.

If your heart desires union with the Beloved,
Learn the art of pleasing your beloved, my dear.

A dog wanders from door to door, being turned away from each,
If it were loyal to one door, it wouldn't be turned away.

A pilgrim seeks God's blessings, but never becomes a true worshipper,
Until love resides in his heart, God won't be pleased.
Don't become a believer, an infidel, a scholar, or a judge,
Bulleh Shah, just win over your Beloved, by staking your heart.

Wearing a cap, but with a deceitful heart,
What's the use of wearing a cap?
Counting beads, but with an unchanged heart,
What's the use of holding prayer beads?
Performing retreats, but without finding God,
What's the use of engaging in retreats?
Oh Bulleh, without awakening, the milk won't turn into butter,
Even if you churn it till you're red.

The sheikhs stay awake all night and preach,
But dogs also stay awake all night.
They keep barking all night,
And then go and sleep at your feet.
They never leave their master's door,
Even if they are beaten a hundred times.
Bulleh Shah, wake up and please your Beloved,
Otherwise, the dogs will win the game.

If you wish to see your Beloved,
Leave the tangled web of religion.
Bulleh Shah, may you find your guide,
Who understands the true face of God.

You've studied and become a scholar,
But have you ever studied yourself?
You wander to temples and mosques,
But have you ever wandered within yourself?
You fight with Satan every day,
But have you ever fought with your own desires?
Bulleh Shah, the birds soar in the sky,
But the one who sits at home hasn't even learned to fly.

Become like beads on a rosary,
Let the beads of your heart weep upon hearing His name.
Follow the mysteries of the heart's rosary,
The one that sits within the mosque.

People call Bulleh crazy,
Bulleh, come and sit in the mosque.
What's the use of being in a mosque,
If your heart doesn't offer prayers?
What's the use of external purity,
If impurity resides within?
Without a perfect guide, Bulleh,
All your worship is in vain.

You wash your limbs and braid your hair,
But impurity resides within.
First, put your hand on your ear,
And then offer your prayers.
Your heart desires young men and women,
While you bow down in the mosque.
Even with God, you play four hundred tricks,
Oh worldly one.

You've decorated the world's palaces,
But have you ever taken a moment for yourself?
You wander around in the mosque,
But have you ever turned your attention inwards?
Bulleh Shah, the world is a city,
And the path to the Divine is deep within.
Your enemy resides within you,
Sit down and understand this truth.

With a water pot and a prayer rug,
Qadir became a man of few desires.
He gained the profit of two and a half moments with God,
And his platform proclaims his glory.

Light the lamp within your heart,
And make friends with your Beloved.
This is the path to finding God,
Learn the art of pleasing your beloved, my dear.

Lose yourself completely,
To find Him, you must first lose yourself.
Stop the illusion of searching for Him elsewhere,
Learn the art of pleasing your beloved, my dear.

Remove the veil of shyness and modesty,
Abandon external rituals and burn the books.
Reading and studying won't help here,
Learn the art of pleasing your beloved, my dear.

Bulleh Shah, this is a unique secret,
The words are simple, but the essence is profound.
Using intellect won't help here,
Learn the art of pleasing your beloved, my dear.