Aarambh - Gulaal - English Translation

Aarambh - Gulaal

The furious has started, tells the herd of heads,
Today's the time of war, roar out loud,
Your honour, wealth, majesty or even your life,
donate today on the arrow of your bow...

Who gives his life when wished, who takes the life when wished,
Is the one ultimate almighty,
This is the cry of world, this is the summary of Bhagvat Gita,
that war is the certification of warriors,
If it's a mob of the Kauravas or the wants of Pandvas,
The great is the one who can fight.
If you don't have lust to win, if you don't have possession on anybody,
kick this wasteful life
Death is not the end, so, why should we be afraid of death,
Roar it loud in the skies.

If had that expression of pity, or the choice of valor,
or that wound of defeat, you decide
Or if burning on your full javelin that victory torch,
the red colour of vermilion powder, you decide
The colour is saffron, or if the mridang is saffron,
or if saffron is the beat, you decide
The poet in whose imagination life is just a love-rhyme,
You reject that poet today,
In these wet veins, In this bubbling nerves,
give the explanation of fire-storm.

Yaaro Maula - Gulaal - English Translation

YaaroMaula (Gulaal)

Oh friends, oh god

Yes yes, we have still these in our memories,
How musical the world was,
We have colored balloons in our hand,
Our hearts are full of that event's aroma,

That was the world of dreams,
That was the world of books,
We had shaking typhoons in our breaths,
We had that pleasant high in our eyes,

That was the ground, the sky,
But we don't know that,
Where we stood, on the corner of that,
there was a darkish blind well,

Then they came like a mob,
There were daggers in their hands,
They told 'throw away these books
and handle these daggers,
This deep well, yeah this one is not blind,
In this well there is treasure,
tomorrow's world lie here,
Jump in it with your daggers,
Kill everyone who are inside,
You are tomorrow's Shivaji,
You are tomorrow's Alexander'.

We only did what they have told,
Because this is what they wished,
We don't even know why we did,
Because this is what they ordered,
Now we got the taste of blood,
tell us what should we do now,
There is no one who could tell us anything,
Just tell what should we do now...

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...