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...