Allah-Hoo, Allah-Hoo

Interpret: The Sabri Brothers
Album: Qawwali
Jahr: 1978

Translation: You are the Creator of all, without doubt.
The whole world seeks You:
Your Being radiates everywhere.
You have no peer. Lord of all.
Alla-hoo, Allah-hoo.
There is no other like You. You are unique.
You are the object of every thought and desire.
You are the light of the eye, the beat of the heart.
You are more precious than the jugular vein.
Alla-hoo, Allah-hoo.
You are the secret of the universe.
The beginning and the end of all.
The melody of the divine flute
In every song on every instrument.
Alla-hoo, Allah-hoo.
There is no denial, no dissension.
Only those who surrender completely are rewarded with Grace.
Your radiance sparkles in every eye.
You are the only one. There is no one else.
Alla-hoo, Allah-hoo.
You are the beginning. You are the end.
A glimpse of You has changed my life.
Only when I abondoned self did I catch that glimpse.
When the human being escapes love of self.
Submission elevates him to a higher plane.
Whenever I look at the artistry of Your creation
I am reminded of Your complete power.
There is the story of the goat
Who repeated „main main“ with great pride.
His life came to an end at the slaughterhouse.
And his entrails were turned into the strings
of the cotton-ginner’s bow.
When these strings were struck,
The only audible sound was „too too“.

Mohé Apné Rang Main

Interpret: Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan
Album: Back to Qawwali
Jahr: 1995

Mohe Apne He Rang Main Rang Le Nijaam
(Mold Me In Your Likeness; Fill Me With Your Love Nijaam)

Aaa
Sahib Ji Sultan Ji Tum Baro Gareeb Nawaj
Apna Ker Ke Rakhiyo Tohe Ban Pakre Ki Laag
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Tu Hai Sahib Mora Mehboob-E-Ilaahi

Aaa
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Rung De Aisa Rung De Mera Her Ik Rung Tera Rung De
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam

Aaa
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Aiso Rung Rang Do Rang Naa Hi Chotay (Dobiya Doay)? Chahy Sari Umariya Nijaam
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam

Aaa
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Tu Hai Sahib Mora Mehboob-E-Ilaahi
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Rung Ki Rangayi Jo Tu Maange
Mora Joban Girvi Rakhlay Nijaam
Tu Hai Sahib Mora Mehboob-E-Ilaahi
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam

Aaa
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Maati Ke Tum Deeware Jo Suno Hamari Baat, Aaj Milavra Piya Ka Jo Jagyo Sari Raat
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam

Aaa
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Aur Koi Mohe Rung Na He Paaye
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Mohay Apnay Hi Rung Mein Rung Lay Nijaam, Tu To Saaheb Mera Mehboob-E-Ilaahi
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Mori Chundariya Piyaa Ki Pagariya
Mohe Dono Basanti Rung De Nijaam
Tu Hai Sahib Mora Mehboob-E-Ilaahi
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Agan Ham-Re Jo Kun Tumre Jo Janat Sub Sangsaar, Apni Karni Per Taro To Kaise Utro Paar Nijaam
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam

Aaa
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Tore Dor Pare Chug Beet Pare, Mori Aas Na Toro Ghareeb Nawaz Nijaam
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam

Aaa
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Aaa
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Dunya Say Mo Mor Lia Hai, Tum Say Nata Jor Lia Hai
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Nijamuddin Auliya Tu Peer Mero
Mori Laaj Sharam Sab Rakh Lay Nijaam
Tu To Saaheb Mera Mehboob-E-Ilaahi

Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam
Mohe Apne He Rang Mein Rang Le Nijaam…

Translation: Dye me in your hue, my love,
You are my man, oh beloved of Almighty;
Dye me in your hue.
My scarf, and the beloved’s turban,
Both need to be dyed in the hue of spring;
Whatever be the price for dyeing, ask for it,
You can have my blossoming youth in mortgage;
Dye me in your hue.
I have come and fallen at your door step,
For you to safeguard my pride, my dignity,
You are my man, Oh beloved of Almighty,
Dye me in your hue.
eholding your appearance, Oh Nijaam
I offer myself in sacrifice.
Amongst all the girls, my scarf is the most soiled,
Look, the girls are laughing at me.
This spring, please dye my scarf for me,
Oh Nijaam, protect my honour.
In the name of Ganj-e Shakar (Nizamuddin Aulia’s pir),
Protect my honour, Oh beloved Nijaam.
Qutab and Farid have come in the wedding procession,
And Khusrau is the loving bride, Oh Nijaam.
Some have to fight with the mother-in-law,
While some with sisters-in-law,
But I have you for support, Oh Nijaam.

Parda Hai, Parda Hai

Film: Amar, Akbar, Anthony
Jahr: 1977King of Qawal
Regie: Manmohan Desai
Interpret: Mohd. Rafi
Komponist: Laxmikant-Pyarelal
Lyrics: Anand Bakshi
Mit Ãœbersetzung / Translation (englische Untertitel im Video)

On fantastic beautyShabab Pe Main Zara Si Sharab Phekunga
Kisi Hasin Ki Taraf Ye Gulaab Phekunga

Translation: Let me me pour some wine on this youth
And throw this rose towards a beautyBeauty is hidden under the veil

Parda Hai, Parda Hai
Parda Hai, Parda Hai

There is a veil
There is a veilIf I don’t unveil her fantastic beauty

Parda Hai Parda
Parde Ke Pichhe,

Parda Nashin HaiBeauty is hidden under the veil
Parda Nashin Ko
Be-Parda Na Kar Dun To

There is a veil, there is a veil,
behind the veil there is a secretBeautiful girls inspire me
And if this secret is not unveiled by me

Akbar Mera Nam Nahin Hai
Parda Hai Parda …

Then my name is not AkbarSo she lowered her eyes shyly
There is a veil …

Main Dekhta Hoon Jidhar, Log Bhi Udhar Dekhen
Kahan Thaharati Hai Jakar, Meri Nazar Dekhen
Mere Khwaabon Ki Shahazaadi, Main Hoon Akbar Ilahabaadimy name won’t be Akbar

Wherever I look, people will look there as well
They want to see where my gaze stops at
Oh princess of my dreams, I am Akbar of Ilaahabad

Main Shayar Hun Haseeno Ka, Main Aashiq Mahajabinon KaIf I can’t cool down your anger
Tera Daaman Na Chhoduunga, Main Har Chilman Ko Todunga

I am a poet of the beautiful, I’m a lover of the shy
I will not leave your side, I will tear apart every curtain (seperating us)

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Zara Apani Surat Dikha De, Sama Khoobsurat Bana De

Don’t be afraid of this tyrant world, due to grace or pretense
Come, show your face, and make this occassion beautifulMy love will quench this fire

Nahin To Tera Nam Leke, Tujhe Koi Ilzaam Deke
Tujhako Is Mehfil Men Rusava Na Kar Dun To

Otherwise by taking your name, I will make some allegation
And if I not dishonor you in this gathering
If I can’t cool down your anger

Akbar Mera Nam Nahin Hai
Parda Hai Parda…

Then my name is not Akbar
There is a veil …

vlcsnap-495430.pngKhuda Ka Shukra Hai, Chehara Nazar To Aaya Hai
Haya Ka Rang Nigaahon Pe, Phir Bhi Chhaya Hai

Give thanks to God, (her) face has been seen
But even so, the color of shame is still shining in her eyes

Kisiki Jaan Jaati Hai, Kisiko Sharm Aati Haivlcsnap-530676.png
Koi Aansoo Bahata Hai, To Koi Muskurata Hai

While someone is losing his life, someone else is feeling shy
Someone is shedding tears, and someone is smiling

Satakar Is Tarah Aqsar, Maza Lete Hain Ye Dilabar
Yahi Dastur Hai Inaka, Sitam Mashahur Hai Inaka

My beloved frequently enjoys torturing me like this
This is her custom, the cruelty she is famous for

Khafa Hoke Chehara Chhupa Le, Magar Yaad Rakh Husn-Waale
Jo Hai Aag Teri Jawani, Meraa Pyaar Hai Sarz Paani
Main Tere Gusse Ko Thanda Na Kar Dun To

Do hide your face, being angered, but remember this, oh beautiful one
The fire that is your youth, My love is like cold water
And if do not cool your anger

Akbar Mera Nam Nahin Hai
Parda Hai Parda …

Then my name is not Akbar
There is a veil …