Ni Main Jaana Jogi De Naal - Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan перевод на английский

Ni Main Jaana Jogi De Naal

Aaa... (Sufi Chants)

Makkay Gayan Gal Muk Dee Naaahi
Pawain So So Jummay Parh Aaiyeh
Ganga Gayan Gal Muk Dee Naaahi
Pawain So So Gotay Khaiyeh

Gaya Gayan Gal Muk Dee Naaahi
Pawain So So Pand Parhaiyeh
Bulleh Shah Gal Taaiyoon Muk De
Jadon Mai Nu Dillon Gawaiyeh

Parh Parh Aalam Faazal Hoya
Kadee Apnay Aap Nu Parheya Ee Nai
Ja Ja Warda Mandir Maseeta
Kadee Munn Apnay Wich Warrya Ee Nai

Aiwayn Rooz Shaytaan Naal Lardaan
Kadee Nafs Apnay Naal Larrya Ee Nai
Bulleh Shah Aasmani Urheeyan Pharda
Jayraa Ghar Baitha Ohnu Pharyaa Ee Nai

Raatein Jaagi Te Shika Sada Wayn
Per Raat Nu Jagan Kutte Tein Tii Uthe
Raatein Bhonko Buss Na Karday
Fayr Ja Larran Vich Sutay Te Tii Uthe

Yaar Da Buuha Mool Na Chadd De
Pawein Maro So So Jutay Te Tii Uthe
Bulleh Shah Uth Yaar Mana Le
Nai Te Baazi Le Gaye Kutte Tein Ti Uthe

Raanjha Chaak Na Aakho Kurryo
Ne Ehnu Chaak Kehndee Sharmawaan
Main Jaeaan Lakh Heeraan Iss Nu
Ta Mei Kiss Gintee Wich Aawan

Takht Hazaray Da Eh Malik
Tay May Heer Sayal Sadawan
Bulleh Shah Rub Kook Sunay
Tay Mei Chaak Dee Chaak Ho Jawan 6: 00

Raanjha Jogi Raah Ban Aya
Ay Nay Anokha Bhays Wataya
Ahd O Ahmad Naam Dharaya
Nee Mei Jana Jogi Day Naal

Koi Kissay Day Naal Koi Kissay Day Naal
Per Mei Jogi Day Naal Naal
Jadon Dee May Jogi Dee Hoyee
Mai Wich Mei Na Reh Gayee Koi

Ranjha Ranjha Karde
Nee Mei Aapay Ranjha Hooi
Sadiyoo Mee May Nu Peedo Ranjha
Heer Na Aakho Koi

Mei Nahi Woh Aap Hai
Apni Aap Karay Dil Joii
Jiss Day Naal May Neun Lagaya
Ohday Wargee Hoyee Sayyon 10: 00

Jogi Mere Naal Naal
Mei Jogi Day Naal Naal
Nee Mei Jana Jogi Day Naal
Kannee Mundaran Pa Kay

Nee Aye Jogi Nai
Koi Roop Hai Rub Da
Bhays Jogi Da Is Nu Phabda
Is Jogi Maira Joorra Khassya

Aye Jogi Mayray Munn Which Wasya
Such Aakhan Aye Qasmay Quranay
Jogi Mayra Deen Eeman Ay
Is Jogi Mainu Keeta Rogee

Nee May Iss Jogi
Hun Hore Na Jogi
Nee Mei Jana Jogi Day Naal
Kannee Mundaran Pa Kay

Tarr Gayi Way Mei Tarr Gayi Loko
Akh Jogi Nal Larr Gayi Loko
Mainu Jogan Jogi Dee Aakho
Heer Salaytee Mar Gayee Loko

Nee Mei Jana Jogi Day Naal
Kannee Mundaran Pa Kay
(Sufi Chants)
(Qawwali Vocables)

Khayray Karday Kooriyan Gallan
Jogi Day Mehray Mei Sir Tay Jhallan
Hore Kisay Nu Kuj Na Janan
Janan Tay Jogi Nu Janan

Iss Da Paya Kissay Na Paya
Iss Da Hay Do Jug Utthay Saya
Iss Diyan Dhumman Do Jug Dhummiyan
Iss Diyan Juttian Arsh Nay Chummian

Ay Jogi Jogi Mat Wala
Hath Which Illallah Dee Mala
Nee Naam Hay Iss Da Kamlee Wala
Ahay Jay Jogi Ghar Aaway Mairay

Ay Jogi Ghar Aaway Mairay
Sadqay Jawan Mairay Ghar Aaja Mairay
Sadqay Jawan Mairay Ghar Aaja Mairay
Sadqay Jawan Mairay Ghar Aaja Mairay

Jay Jogi Ghar Aaway Mairay
Muk Jawun Sub Jhagray Tayray
Nee May Lava-N Seenay Naal
Lakha-N Shagan Mana Kay

Bulleh Shah Ik Jogi Aya
Dar Saday Ehnay Dhuan Paya
Aynay Lut Layi Heer Sayal
Aya Bhays Wata Kay

Ni Mein Jana Jogi De Naal
Kannee Mundaran Pa Kay
Ni Mein Jana Jogi De Naal
Ni Mein Jana Jogi De Naal...

I Will Go With the Yogi

Aaa... (Sufi Chants)

I haven't given up talking about Mecca,
My feet have performed so many Friday prayers.
I haven't given up talking about the Ganges,
My feet have taken so many ritual dips.

I haven't given up talking about Gaya,
My feet have studied so many scriptures.
Bulleh Shah, I'll give up all this talk
When my Beloved steals my heart.

I've become learned by reading all the scriptures,
But I've never read my own self.
I've visited temples, churches, and mosques,
But I've never adorned my own inner self.

I fight with Satan every day,
But I've never fought with my own desires.
Bulleh Shah, my veils will fly to the heavens,
But sitting at home, I haven't even recognized Him.

I stayed awake at night, always complaining,
But the dogs woke up even before me at night.
They bark all night without tiring,
Then they wake up and go to fight.

Don't abandon your Beloved's door, my love,
Even if you have to endure hundreds of blows.
Bulleh Shah, wake up and appease your Beloved,
Or else the dogs will win the prize.

Don't call Ranjha a potter, woman,
Those who call him that are ashamed.
Millions of beauties pine for him,
So where do I stand in that count?

He's the master of the throne of thousands,
And I, Heer, am just a beggar.
Bulleh Shah, if God plays his flute,
Then I will become the potter's, the potter's own. 6:00

Ranjha has become a yogi, taken the path,
He has adopted a strange disguise.
He has taken the name of Ahad and Ahmad,
I will go with this yogi.

Some are with someone, some with another,
But I am with the yogi.
Since I became the yogi's,
There's no "I" left in me.

I kept calling out "Ranjha, Ranjha,"
And I myself became Ranjha.
For centuries, they called me Heer, afflicted by Ranjha,
Don't call me Heer anymore.

I am not separate, I am Him,
He does as He pleases with my heart.
With whom He has united me,
I have become like Him. 10:00

The yogi is with me,
I am with the yogi.
I will go with the yogi,
Wearing earrings in my ears.

This is not just any yogi,
This is a manifestation of God.
The yogi's disguise is captivating,
This yogi has tied my braid.

This yogi has settled in my heart,
I swear this truth by the Quran.
This yogi is my faith and belief,
This yogi has made me lovesick.

I will go with this yogi,
Now I can't live without the yogi.
I will go with the yogi,
Wearing earrings in my ears.

I am intoxicated, oh people, I am intoxicated,
My eyes are locked with the yogi's, oh people.
Call me the yogi's yogini,
Heer, the ascetic, is dead, oh people.

I will go with the yogi,
Wearing earrings in my ears.
(Sufi Chants)
(Qawwali Vocables)

They utter useless words, those girls,
I lay my head at the yogi's feet.
They know nothing about anyone else,
If they know anyone, they know the yogi.

No one has attained what he has attained,
His shadow extends over two eras.
His fame resounded for two eras,
The heavens kissed his sandals.

Oh yogi, yogi, don't hesitate,
Holding the rosary of "There is no god but God" in your hand.
Your name is the compassionate one,
Oh, if only the yogi would come to my house.

Oh, if only the yogi would come to my house,
I'd sacrifice myself, come to my house, my love.
I'd sacrifice myself, come to my house, my love.
I'd sacrifice myself, come to my house, my love.

If the yogi comes to my house,
I'll give up all my quarrels for you.
I'll embrace you,
And celebrate with a thousand auspicious signs.

Bulleh Shah, a yogi has come,
He has set up his camp at our door.
He has plundered Heer, the ascetic,
He has come disguised.

I will go with the yogi,
Wearing earrings in my ears.
I will go with the yogi,
I will go with the yogi...