Monday, March 14, 2016

Dil Se in English

One of the toughest things Muhammad Qasem Jami has made me do yet... Translate Shah Rukh Khan's Dil Se title track into English. My apologies to Gulzar if I have got the essence wrong. Here's my attempt:

Ooo...
Ek Sooraj Nikla Tha
Kuchh Paara Pighla Tha
Ek Aandhi Aayi Thi
Jab Dil Se Aah Nikli Thi
Dil Se Re


A sun came out and melted the boundary. A storm rose as the heart cried out.
From the heart...


Dil To Aakhir Dil Hai Na 
Meethi Si Mushkil Hai Na
Piya Piya
Piya Piya Piya Na Piya
Jiya Jiya Jiya Na Jiya
Dil Se Re


The heart is but the heart, a sweet complication isn't it, darling. My darling, my darling, my life, my life
From the heart...


Ooo....
Do Patte Patjhad Ke Pedon Se Utrey Thay
Pedon Ki Shaakhon Se Utrey Thay
Phir Utne Mausam Guzre Vo Patte Do Bechaare
Phir Ugne Ki Chaahat Mein Vo Sehraon Se Guzre
Vo Patte Dil Dil Dil Thay
Vo Dil Thay Dil Dil Dil Thay
Dil Hai To Phir Dard Hoga 
Dard Hai To Dil Bhi Hoga
Mausam Guzarte Rehte Hain
Dil Hai To Phir Dard Hoga 
Dard Hai To Dil Bhi Hoga
Mausam Guzarte Rehte Hain
Dil Se Dil Se Dil Se Dil Se 
Dil Se Re


Two autumnal leaves fell from the tree, from the branches of the tree. Many seasons went by and those two poor leaves tried to grow (into a tree) but went through many trials in the process. Those leaves were hearts. If there's a heart, there will be pain. There is pain where there is heart. The seasons keep changing. From the heart...

Ooo...
Bandhan Hai Rishton Mein 
Kaaton Ki Taarein Hain
Patthar Ke Darwaaze Deewaarein
Belein Phir Bhi Ugti Hain 
Aur Guchchhe Bhi Khilte Hain
Aur Chalte Hain Afsaane 
Kirdaar Bhi Milte Hain
Vo Rishtey Dil Dil Dil Thay
Vo Dil Thay Dil Dil Dil Thay
Gam Dil Ke Pak Chulbule Hain 
Paani Ke Ye Bulbule Hain
Bujhte Hain Bate Rehte Hain
Gam Dil Ke Pak Chulbule Hain 
Paani Ke Ye Bulbule Hain
Bujhte Hain Bate Rehte Hain
Dil Se Dil Se Dil Se Dil Se 
Dil Se Re
Dil Se Re Dil Se Re
Dil Se Re Dil Se Re


Bonds of relations tie (you) down. In spite of the barbed wire fences and walls of stone, there still grow creepers and bushes with flowers. The stories go on and keep finding (their) characters. Those relations are hearts. Like bubbles in water, this sadness in your naughty heart dims and increases in intensity. From the heart...





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