Paroles et traduction Sanzzee - Soonapan (feat. Zane98)

Soonapan (feat. Zane98)

Aadhi si raatein hai, ankahi kuch baatein hai
Yaad wo mulakatein hai, dil me sanaate hai
Aadhi si raatein hai, ankahi si kuch baatein hai
Yaad wo mulakatein hai, dil me sanaate hai
Soone jahaan me khoya, ik teri yaadon me roya
Chubhti khanjar si raatein tujhe soch jinme main soya
Soone jahaan me khoya, ik teri yaadon me roya
Chubhti khanjar si raatein tujhe soch jinme main soya
Paani ashkon me badla, bheegi palkon se barsa
Dil to thokar se toota, yaar mera jab se hai rootha
Paani ashkon me badla, bheegi palkon se barsa
Dil to thokar se toota, yaar mera jab se hai rootha

Jismaani mohabbat nahi mera ishq roohani tha
Rab ki gurbat me dooba, ik sachi kahani tha
Andheri raat ke baad aaya ik roshan sa savera
Khushnaseebi bhari ik sufi ravaani tha

Haal ae dil banjar bana, bina tere khandar bana
Ghayal ho gaya antarman aisa ik khanjar bana
Haal ae dil banjar bana, bina tere khandar bana
Ghayal ho gaya antarman aisa ik khanjar bana
Khanjar hua dil ke aar paar, tadpa ye dil bhare bazar
Aisa toota andar se ki khud se bhi maani maine haar
Khanjar hua dil ke aar paar, tadpa ye dil bhare bazar
Aisa toota andar se ki khud se bhi maani maine haar

Soonapan (feat. Zane98)

Half the nights are here, there are some unspoken things
Those meetings are remembered, they linger in my heart
Half the nights are here, there are some unspoken things
Those meetings are remembered, they linger in my heart
Lost in a desolate world, I cry in your memories
Nights are like a stabbing dagger, thinking of you I sleep
Lost in a desolate world, I cry in your memories
Nights are like a stabbing dagger, thinking of you I sleep
Tears turned into water, poured from wet eyelids
My heart was broken from the stumble, since my love has been angry
Tears turned into water, poured from wet eyelids
My heart was broken from the stumble, since my love has been angry

My love was not physical, it was spiritual
Drowned in the poverty of God, it was a true story
After the dark night came a bright dawn
It was a Sufi journey full of good fortune

The state of my heart is desolate, a ruin without you
My inner self was wounded, it became a dagger like that
The state of my heart is desolate, a ruin without you
My inner self was wounded, it became a dagger like that
The dagger went through my heart, my heart ached in the crowded market
It broke so much from within that I myself admitted defeat
The dagger went through my heart, my heart ached in the crowded market
It broke so much from within that I myself admitted defeat