Friday, July 6, 2007

DISCLAIMER: I do not own these lyrics. They solely belong to lyricist of the Bollywood film 'Black' © All Rights Reserved 2005.

अदला वाद्ली में
पवन गुलाबी हो जाती है
हाँ मैंने छूकर देखा है
हाँ मैंने छूकर देखा है

रात सरक कर चलते चलते
बिल्कुल आधी हो जाती है
हाँ मैंने छूकर देखा है
हाँ मैंने छूकर देखा है

गरम गुनगुनी धुप से
पानी के बहने में हंसी सुनी है मैंने
सब कहते हैं दीप बुझा है
लेकिन बाती सो जाती है
हाँ मैंने छूकर देखा है
हाँ मैंने छूकर देखा हाइ
मौसम कि आद्ला बदली मैं

बिन दस्तक के आये जो वोह प्यार सुना है
बिन बोले मन को ले वोह अधिकार सुना है
लम्हों कि ऊँगली थाम के
यादें आंगन में आ जाती हैं
हाँ मैंने छूकर देखा है
हाँ मैंने छूकर देखा है

ठण्डा ठण्डा रंग बूंदों का
मुलायम रंग हाइ फूलों का
चुब्ने वाले रंग पेहें कर
दुल्हन सज धज कर जाती है
हाँ मैंने छूकर देखा है
हाँ मैंने छूकर देखा है

The translation for this song which I tried to write poetically is as follows:

As the seasons change
The amber sky crimsons
As the seasons change

In the darkened nights, as I walk the empty streets alone
Everything becomes too much to handle
Yes I have felt this happen
Yes I can sense this as it happens

I have talked to the warm drops of sunlight
I have listened to the laughter of the flowing water
Everyone echoes that the light has died,
But it’s the wick that has slept
Yes I have felt this happen
Yes I can sense this as it happens
As the seasons change

Every artist has heard of love
They have always reached out for their heart’s wishes
Keeping these memories in their heart
They treasure these dreams in their court
Yes I have felt this happen
Yes I can sense this as it happens

Cold and colorless are these droplets
Soft and fragile are these colorful flowers
Bright are the colors she wears
As the bride walks with pride to her new home
Yes I have felt this happen
Yes I can sense this as it happensAs the seasons change
The amber sky crimsons
As the seasons change

In the darkened nights, as I walk the empty streets alone
Everything becomes too much to handle
Yes I have felt this happen
Yes I can sense this as it happens

I have talked to the warm drops of sunlight
I have listened to the laughter of the flowing water
Everyone echoes that the light has died,
But it’s the wick that has slept
Yes I have felt this happen
Yes I can sense this as it happens
As the seasons change

Every artist has heard of love
They have always reached out for their heart’s wishes
Keeping these memories in their heart
They treasure these dreams in their court
Yes I have felt this happen
Yes I can sense this as it happens

Cold and colorless are these droplets
Soft and fragile are these colorful flowers
Bright are the colors she wears
As the bride walks with pride to her new home
Yes I have felt this happen
Yes I can sense this as it happens

2 comments:

रवि रतलामी said...

बढ़िया लिखा है

Anonymous said...

Keep up the good work.