Ya Muhammad Noor Ho Tum - Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan traduction en anglais

Ya Muhammad Noor Ho Tum

Ya khuda jism mein jab tak yeh mere jaan rahe
Tujhpe sadke tere mehboob pe qurbaan rahe
Kuch rahe ya na rahe par yeh dua hai ke ameer
Niza ke waqt salaamat mera imaan rahe
Meri chashme alam namnaak karde
Mujhe aalaishon se paak karde
Mujhe kuch bhi nahi darkaar ya rab
Ghulam e sayyid e laulaak karde
Zubaan par jab muhammad mustafa ka naam aata hai
Badi taskeen hoti hai bada aaraam aata hai
Muhammad mustafa ka naam bhi kya isme aazam hai
Jahaan koi na kaam aaye wahaan yeh kaam aata hai
Taazeem se leta hai khuda naam e muhammad
Kya naam hai aye salle allah naam e muhammad
Allah kare uspe haraam atishe do zakh
Jis shakhs ke ho dil pe likha naam e muhammad
Khuda ka noor tujh mein hu ba hu hai
Khuda pinha magar tu ru ba ru hai
Teri azmat ka andaaza ho kisko
Khuda hai aur khuda ke baad tu hai
Ya nabi noor hi tum jalwa e yazdaan ki kasam
Jaise tum ho nahi aisa koi imaan ki kasam
Isa ko bhi dekha musa ko bhi dekha
Haroon ki bhi dekha par koi nahi aisa jaise tum ho
Phire zamaane mein chaar jaanib
Nigar e yakta tumhi ko dekha
Haseen dekhe jameel dekhe
Par ik tumsa tumhi ko dekha
Tumhara saani rasaalat mein aab ho na saka
Tumhara koi kahin bhi jawaab ho na saka
Rasool aur bhi aaye jahaan mein lekin
Koi bhi saahib ul mulk ki taab ho na saka
Aam hain rehmatein zamaane par
Rehmaton ka koki jawaab nahi
Tere qurbaan ya rasool allah
Tera konain mein jawaab nahi
Aisa tujhe khaalik ne tarahdaar banaaya
Yusuf ko tera taalib e deedaar banaaya
Konain banaaye gaye sarkaar ki khaatir
Konain ki khaatir tumhein sarkaar banaaya
Martaba haq se kisi aur ko aisa na mila
Taaj khusro ki kasam takht e suleiman ki kasam
Dono aalam mein nahi koi bhi tum jaisa haseen
Shah e yasrabi tere husn ki kise taab jo kare humsareen
Na gulon mein aisi shaguztabi
Na yeh rang o bu yeh taazgi
Yeh anokhi chhab yeh nayi phaban
Yeh adaayein pyaari yeh saadgi
Teri misl koi hua na ho
Tere sadke jaaun pyare nabi
Arbaab e nazar ko koi aisa na milega
Banda toh mil hi jaayega maula na milega
Taareekh agar dhoondhegi saani e muhammad
Saani toh badi cheez hai saaya na milega
Roya shab e hijra mein bahut ashq bahaaya
Itne mein musavvir ko zara reham jo aaya
Nakshe kayin tasvir ke woh saamne laaya
Bola ke yeh isa hain yeh yusuf yeh musa
Maine kaha inmein se kisi par nahi shaida
Jab saamne wo laaya woh shabeehe shah e waala
Besaakhta us waqt zubaan se meri nikla
Mukh chand badr shah shaani e
Maththe chamke laat nooraani e
Kaali zulf te ankh mastaani e
Makhmoor ankhi in madd bhariyaan
Teri soorat nu main jaan aakhan
Jaan aage jaan jahaan aakhan
Sach aakhan te rabb di shaan aakhaan
Jis shaan toh shaanan sab baniyan
Subhaanallah mah ajmal ka
Mah aasan ka mah akmal ka
Kithe mehar ali kithe teri sana
Gustaakh ankhi kithe jaa lariyan
Dono aalam mein nahi koi bhi tum jaisa haseen
Maahe taaba ki kasam mehar e darakhshaah ki kasam
Ya muhammad teri soorat hai khuda ki soorat
Log bante hain wali unki ghulami se fana
Ghaus ul azam ki kasam hind ke sultan ki kasam

O Muhammad, You Are Light

Oh God, as long as this soul remains in my body,
May I be sacrificed for you and your beloved.
Whether anything remains or not, this is my prayer, O Lord,
May my faith be safe at the time of judgment.
Make my eyes tearful,
Cleanse me from desires.
I need nothing, O Lord,
Make me a servant of the Master of Laulak.
When the name of Muhammad Mustafa comes to my tongue,
Great peace and comfort come.
The name of Muhammad Mustafa is truly magnificent,
Where nothing else works, it works.
God takes the name of Muhammad with reverence,
What a name, O friend of God, the name of Muhammad.
May God forbid the fire of hell upon him,
On whose heart is written the name of Muhammad.
The light of God is within you, completely,
God is hidden, but you are face to face.
Who can fathom your greatness,
There is God, and after God, there is you.
O Prophet, you are truly light, I swear by the manifestation of God,
There is no one like you, I swear by faith.
I have seen Jesus, I have seen Moses,
I have seen Aaron, but there is no one like you.
I wandered the world in all four directions,
I saw only you, the unique image.
I have seen the beautiful, the charming,
But I have seen only you like yourself.
No one could be your equal in Prophethood,
There is no answer to you anywhere.
Other prophets came to the world, but
No one could bear the burden of sovereignty like you.
Blessings are common in the world,
But there is no answer to your blessings.
I sacrifice myself for you, O Messenger of God,
There is no answer to you in the universe.
The Creator made you so elegant,
He made Joseph a seeker of your vision.
The worlds were created for the sake of the leader,
And you were made the leader for the sake of the worlds.
No one else received such a rank from the Truth,
I swear by the crown of the king, by the throne of Solomon.
There is no one as beautiful as you in both worlds,
O King of Yasrab, who can bear the brilliance of your beauty?
No such freshness in flowers,
No such color, fragrance, and freshness,
This unique charm, this new elegance,
These lovely manners, this simplicity.
There has never been anyone like you,
I sacrifice myself for you, beloved Prophet.
The discerning eyes will find no one like you,
They may find a servant, but they will not find the Master.
If history searches for a second Muhammad,
A second is a big thing, they won't even find a shadow.
I cried on the night of Hijra, I shed many tears,
Then the painter felt some pity,
He brought many pictures and portraits before me,
He said, "This is Jesus, this is Joseph, this is Moses."
I said, "I am not enamored with any of them."
When he brought forth the image of the King of Medina,
Unintentionally, these words escaped my tongue:
Face like the moon, a king of great majesty,
Forehead shining with divine light,
Black curls and intoxicating eyes,
Intoxicating eyes, full of passion,
I see your face and I sigh,
My life goes on, my world sighs,
I speak the truth, and I speak of God's glory,
From whose glory all glories are created.
Glory be to God, the most beautiful,
The moon of ease, the moon of perfection,
Where is Mehar Ali, where is your praise,
Where have these insolent eyes wandered?
There is no one as beautiful as you in both worlds,
I swear by the shining moon, by the radiant sun.
O Muhammad, your face is the face of God,
People become saints, annihilated in your servitude,
I swear by Ghaus ul Azam, by the Sultan of Hind.