Allah Meherbaan - Ghanchakkar - English Translation

Allah MeherBaan (GhanChakkar)

The farms of your breath are destroying
Just like the sand slips from a hand
This small life don't understands this
And man walks with chest full of pride, but
If God favours, the heart can flourish like heaven...

Mix nicotine in your weakness
The God will help if you're hard-working
As the actions are, as will be the consequences
If your work is dirty, your name will also be dirty
Wealth (3) is the luggage from hell,
And walks the man saving his honesty, but
If God favours, the heart can flourish like heaven...

These shining moons with only 2 days moonlight are fake
Stains from your dirty work cannot be washed off
After burying all the cleverness in the graves,
One day every camel came under the mountain (Hindi Proverb)
It came whether you believe it or not,
Then how are you powerful, you're just a human, but
If God favours, the heart can flourish like heaven...

Dard-E-Tanhai - Jashn - English Translation

There is uneasiness, the breaths are halted,
This emptiness lacks you,
The tears won't stop from my eyes,
What are these moments that won't pass...

In this pain of emptiness...

The branches of these flowers are decorated with thrones,
This helplessness of heart cannot be erased,
You should also suffer from things that we suffered from,
Then you will also remember all the old things...

It's difficult for happiness to meet this grief here,
The world of my heart is wrapped in sparks,

In this pain of emptiness...

We never thought that we have to live like this,
The dreams that shatters won't align again,
The shadows of your thought bite us like snake,
This loafer heart don't even have a destination,

Why does tides gets separated from shores,
These tears from eyes always gives you...

This pain of emptiness...

Maar De From Rakht Charitra - English Translation

Hare Hare Rama
Hare Hare Krishna (4)
Hare Hare Hare Hare....

Kill them, the one who collides with you...
Cut them, the one who comes in your way...
Why do you think of good and bad, you'll get framed, break on your enemy...
Just remember this truth, if you want to live don't leave them alive.

[Mantra]

Enemy is your death, you become the death of your death...
Crush the head of those who rise their heads...
War is your eyes, the game is of Kurukshetra, you got arms of a lion, roar loud.
You become the hiss of the snake, live in style and be the government...
Strike without any fear, increase your strength and do human massacre...

You yourself become the god, you do the justice to yourself,
move forward and fight, it's your rule...
It's the trick of Kauravas, they are the skin of wolfs,
you are bhima alone is equal to 100...
The gone day won't come back, the upcoming day also won't come...
Burn in the fire of revenge, sharpen your sword's blade...
Kill them