Текст и перевод песни Asha Bhosle - Mera Kuchh Samaan (From "Ijaazat")

Mera Kuchh Samaan (From "Ijaazat")

Mera kuch saamaan tumhare paas pada hai
Mera kuch saamaan tumhare paas pada hai
o o o! saavan ke kuch bheege bheege din rakhe hain
aur mere ik khat main lipti raat padi hai
vo raakh bhujaa do, mera vo saamaan lauta do
vo raakh bhujaa do, mera vo saamaan lauta do
Patjhad hai kcuh ... hai na?
o! patjhas main kuch patton ke girne kee aahat
kaanon main ek baar pahan ke laut aai thee
patajhad kee vo saakh abhi tak kaanp rahi hai
vo saakh gira do, mera vo saamaan lauta do
vo saakh gira do, mera vo saamaan lauta do
Ek akeli chhataree main jab aadhe aadhe bheeg rahe the
Ek akeli chhataree main jab aadhe aadhe bheeg rahe the
aadhe sookhe aadhe geele, sukha to main le aaye thee
geela man shayad bistar ke paas pada ho
vo bhijwa do, mera vo saamaan lauta do
Ek sou sola chaand ki ratain ek tumhare kaandhe ka til
ek sou sola chaand ki ratain ek tumhare kaandhe ka til
geeli mahendi ki khushbu, jhoot mooth ke shikwe kuch
jhooth mooth ke wade sab yaad karaa do
sab bhijwa do, mera vo saamaan lauta do
sab bhijwa do, mera vo saamaan lauta do
Ek ijaazat de do bas, jab isako dafanaaungee
main bhi vaheen so jaungee
main bhi vaheen so jaungee
just give me one permission, when i bury these
even I will sleep right next to them

Your Belongings (From "Ijaazat")

My belongings are lying with you
My belongings are lying with you
Oh! A few soaked days of Saavan that you preserved
and one of my letters that had the night wrapped in it
Burn those ashes, return those belongings back to me
Burn those ashes, return those belongings back to me
Was it autumn, or not...?
Oh! In autumn that sound of some leaves falling
I had worn it as earrings
Those autumnal earrings are still trembling
Let go of those earrings, return those belongings back to me
Let go of those earrings, return those belongings back to me
When we were sharing one lone umbrella, and getting half wet
When we were sharing one lone umbrella, and getting half wet
Half soaked, half dried. I brought back the dried part
The drenched part is probably by the bedside
Send that back as well, return those belongings back to me
A hundred and six moonlit nights and a mole on your shoulder
A hundred and six moonlit nights and a mole on your shoulder
Fragrant with wet henna, some make-believe grievances
Make-believe promises, remind me of all that
Send all of those back, return those belongings back to me
Send all of those back, return those belongings back to me
Just give me one permission, when I bury these
I will also sleep right there
I will sleep right there
Just give me one permission, when I bury these
I will also sleep right next to them