Aao to ek baar

Talking to The-God or the beloved (use your interpretation).


Zulmat kade mein mere aao to ek baar
Charagh andhiyara mein mere jalao to ek baar

Honton pe har dam mere hai tera naam
Apne khayalon mein mujko laao to ek baar

Badi der tak rota raha 'Sahill' gham-e-zamaane ko
Banke ashk ankhon mein mere aao to ek baar

Zulmat kade mein mere / To my dark abode you come

Zulmat kade mein mere kyun aate ho baar baar
Meri maut itne kareeb kyun aate ho baar baar

Agar pooch lete to darwaaza khula paate
Meri maut ko dastak kyun dete ho baar baar

Suboh se mein bani dulhan tha tera intezaar
Meri maut aate aate kyun rukte ho baar baar

Safar-e-zindagi ki abb koi nahi hai manzil
Meri maut yun 'Sahill' pe kyun khaDe ho baar baar

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An attempt to translate to angrezi (english) literally stanza by stanza :
My death is metaphor for (beloved or The-God or life). Use you own interpretation of it.

To my dark abode you come

To my dark abode you come - why so often, so often?
My death , so close you come - why so often, so often?

If asked, you would have found door open
My death, you knock on door - why so often, so often?

Waiting for you since dawn, all dressed up like a bride
My death , you stop on your way - why so often , so often?

Journey of life has destination no more,
My death, I see you on 'Shore' -, why so often, so often?

kuch na paaoogae tum

tod ke dil kuch na paaoogae tum
wafa meri bhool na paaoogae tum

chaodke ke dar-o-dil mera aise
duur talak jaa na paaoogae tum

bharam hai tumhara so tuut jayega
akele ek din bhi jee na paaoogae tum

jab aayegi yaad meri bhooley se
ek aansu bhi rok na paaoogae tum

laout ke jab aaoogae iss gali

meri hasti ko fana paaoogae tum

tera mera saath

tera mera saath
barsaat ki ho raat
phoolon bhari saughaat
pyar ki ho baat
tera mera saath

chaand pe ho mulaqaat
baadal ki ho bisaat (carpet)
mehndi ke tere haath
sitaron ki ho raat

tera mera saath

Yaad NaHi

Khabhi Hasaata tha jo
Woh afsaana bhi yaad naH.i
Khabhi rulaata tha jo
Woh afsaana bhi yaad naH.i

BaDi duur se aaYe the
BaDi duur ko jaana tha
Dar - e - maNzil pe khaDe hain
Kahan tha jaana bhi yaad naH.i

LoG puuchTen hain haal - e - dil 'Sahill' ka
Jiss dil ko abb dhaDkna bhi yaad naHi

I wanna feel

I wanna feel
I wanna feel


I wanna feel that sweet pain
She’s gone for a moment and I
Miss her like years years and on

I wanna feel that heartbeat
On my chest , like two hearts
Competing in a marathon



I wanna feel that tender hands
On my palms, makes Chicago winter
Look so warm


I wanna feel that oneness,
So beautifully she can say
All my thoughts


I wanna feel that moment
Hurt she gets slightly, and tears
Roll down my eyes


I wanna feel that smile
On her face, makes this messy world
A place worth to live


I wanna feel that calmness
In her eyes, makes this confusion around
Look like a silent calm lake


I wanna feel
I wanna feel her

Childhood

Long gone are those days
When everyone liked me always

I used to play all day long
Night fairy came with bed-time song

Everything I saw belonged to mine
All the sand in park and also moon’s shine

On this starry night, I lay on my bed
Thinking of days gone and those ahead

Will this life be a blessed boon?
Or it will be a hot summer noon.

Will fairies live on moon again?
Or these are my dreams in vain.

Neeli Aankhen

Hogayaii hai mohabbat neeli aankhon se
Churaii hai khusBoo shrmeeli bahaaron se

Ek saDi ke baaD kissii ne
Sajaaii hai zinDagi mahekTi saaNSon se


Rakhe the gulab kuch din phele
aaTi hai khusboo unn bhuuli kitaabon se


Haasta hai ‘sahill’ iss dillagi pe
aaya nahi hai woh muDDaTTon se