Paroles et traduction Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan - Sikh Chaj Koi Yar Manavan Da

Sikh Chaj Koi Yar Manavan Da

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

Learning How to Please the Beloved

Going to Mecca won't bring liberation,
Even if you perform hundreds of Friday prayers.
Bathing in the Ganges won't bring liberation,
Even if you take hundreds of dips.
Going to Gaya won't bring liberation,
Even if you study hundreds of scriptures.
Bulleh Shah, liberation comes only,
When you lose yourself in my heart, my dear.
I haven't performed rituals or prayers,
Nor bathed in the Ganges.
I haven't offered the five daily prayers,
Nor counted beads on a rosary.
I haven't fasted during Ramadan,
Nor undertaken spiritual retreats.
Bulleh Shah found his master,
Who forgave him just like that.
If you desire to capture the heart of the Beloved,
Learn the way to please your beloved, my dear.
A dog wanders from door to door, becoming distant from each,
If it belongs to one door, why would it stray so far?
A pilgrim may desire to worship, but will never become a true devotee,
Until love resides in the heart, God won't be pleased.
Don't become a believer or a non-believer, a scholar or a judge,
Bulleh Shah, just make the Beloved your own, by playing the game of the heart.
A cap on the head, but intentions are crooked,
What good is a cap worn on the head?
The rosary turns, but the heart remains unchanged,
What good is a rosary held in the hand?
Retreats observed, but God remains distant,
What good are retreats spent in isolation?
Oh Bulleh, milk won't curdle without the rennet,
Even if you heat it red hot.
The sheikhs stay awake and chant all night,
But at night, dogs also stay awake like them.
They bark all night long, never stopping,
Then go and sleep at the master's feet.
They never leave the master's doorstep,
Even if they are beaten with hundreds of shoes.
Bulleh Shah, wake up and please your Beloved,
Otherwise, the dogs will win the game.
If you seek the vision of the Beloved,
Break free from the shackles of religion.
Bulleh Shah, you have found your master,
Recognize him as the image of God.
You have become a scholar by studying the world,
But have you ever studied yourself?
You visit temples and mosques,
But have you ever resided within yourself?
You fight with Satan every day,
But have you ever fought with your own desires?
Bulleh Shah, you fly on heavenly wings,
But you haven't flown within your own home.
Become one with the beads of the rosary,
Let the bead of your heart weep and cry.
Let the rosary of your mind chant the divine secrets,
The one who resides within the mosque.
People call Bulleh crazy,
Bulleh, come and sit inside the mosque.
What good is being in the mosque,
If you don't offer prayers from your heart?
What good is outward purification,
If impurity resides within?
Without a perfect master, Bulleh,
Your worship is in vain.
You wash your limbs and prostrate,
While impurity remains within.
First, take hold of your ears,
Then offer your prayers.
Your heart desires young men and women,
While you prostrate in the mosque.
Even with God, you play games,
You engage in deceit.
The rulers and nobles of the world,
You have gathered them all on one side.
You gamble within the mosque,
And push aside your companions.
Bulleh Shah, the world is a city,
And the path of the Unstruck Sound is deep.
Your enemy resides within you,
Sit and understand this, my dear.
With one water pot and one prayer rug,
Qadir became a man of few needs.
He gained the benefit of two and a half moments of Allah's grace,
And the celestial throne proclaimed.
Light the lamp of wisdom within your heart,
And seek the companionship of the Beloved.
This is the path to finding God,
Learn the way to please your Beloved, my dear.
Lose yourself completely,
To find Him, you must first lose yourself.
Give up the illusion of seeking,
Learn the way to please your Beloved, my dear.
Lift the veil of shame and modesty,
Discard the embellishments and religious texts.
Here, reading and studying won't help,
Learn the way to please your beloved, my dear.
Bulleh Shah, this is a unique secret,
The words are simple, but the essence is profound.
Here, seeking intellect is futile,
Learn the way to please your beloved, my dear.