Bujhi Hui Shama Ka Dhuan Hoon- بجھی ہوئی شمع کا دھواں ھوں

from the CD entitled Opus

Transliteration:

Bujhi Hui Shama Ka Dhuan Hoon, Aur Apnay Markaz Ko Ja Raha Hoon
Ke Dil Ki Hasrat To Mit Chuki Hai, Ub Apni Hasti Mita Raha Hoon

Teri Hi Soorat K Daikhnay Ko, Butoon Ki Tasveerin La Raha Hoon
Ke Khoobiyaan Sub Ki Jama Ker Ke, Tera Tasawwar Jama Raha Hoon

Kafan Mein Khudh Ko Chupa Dia Hai, Ke Tujh Ko Parday Ki
Ho Na Zehmat
Naqaab Apne Liyeah Bana Ker, Hijaab Tera Utha Raha Hoon

Udhar wo ghar se nikal pare hein, idhar mera dam nikal raha hai
Ilahi kaise hai yeh qayamat, woh aa rahe hein mein ja raha hoon

Muhabbat Insaan Ki Hai Fitrat, Kahaan Hai Imkaan E Tark E Ulfat
Woh Aur Bhi Yaad Aa Rahay Hein, Mein Un Ko Jitna Bhula Raha Hoon

Zubaan Pay Labaik Her Nafas Mein, Jabeen Pay Sajda Hai
Her Qadam Pay
Yoon Ja Raha But-Kaday Ko Natik, Ke Jaisay Kaa'bay
Ko Ja Raha Hoon

Bujhi Hui Shama Ka Dhuan Hoon, Aur Apnay Markaz Ko Ja Raha Hoon
Ke Dil Ki Hasrat To Mit Chuki Hai, Ub Apni Hasti Mita Raha Hoon

Jigar Muradabadi
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بجھی ہوئی شمع کا دھواں ھوں اور اپنے مرکز کو جا رہا ھوں
کہ دل کی حسرت تو مٹ چکی ھے اب اپنی ہستی مٹا رہا ھوں

تیری ہی صورت کے دیکھنے کو بتوں کی تصویریں لا رہا ھوں
کہ خوبیاں سب کی جمع کر کے تیرا تصور جما رہا ھوں

کفن میں خود کو چھپا لیا ھے کہ تجھ کو پردے کی ھو نہ زحمت
نقاب اپنے لیے بنا کر حجاب تیرا اٹھا رہا ھوں

ادھر وہ گھر سے نکل پڑے ہیں ادھر میرا دم نکل رہا ہے
الہی کیسی ہے یہ قیامت وہ آ رہیں ہیں میں جا رہا ہوں

محبت انسان کی ھے فطرت کہاں ھے امکان ترک الفت
وہ اور بھی یاد آ رہے ہیں میں ان کو جتنا بھلا رھا ھوں

زبان پہ لبیک ہر نفس میں جبیں پہ سجدہ ہے ہر قرم پہ
یوں جا رہا بت کدے کو ناطق کہ جیسے کعبے کو جا رہا ہوں

بجھی ہوئی شمع کا دھواں ھوں اور اپنے مرکز کو جا رہا ھوں
کہ دل کی حسرت تو مٹ چکی ھے اب اپنی ہستی مٹا رہا ھوں

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English Translation:

I am the smoke of an extinguishd candle, and going towards my grave
My heart doesnt have wishes anymore, now i am destroying my existence.

Only to see your face, I am getting images of idols
So that i can assimilate their splendity, and make a thought
(imagination) of you.

I have hidden myself in a shroud, so that you dont have the trouble
of putting on the veil.
By making a veil for myself, I am lifting your veil.

There they leave the home and here I am dying
God! How is this Qayaamat, they are comig and I am going.

Love is man's nature, where is the possibility of leaving love,
The more I try to forget them, the more I remember them.

'I am here' on the tongue, in every soul, forhead is in prostration
on every step
Naatiq is going to the temple, as if he is going to the Ka'aba
(mosque).

Naatiq = a person who is intelligent or a person who can talk.

Raag Bahar - Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan sings Khurau Bandish

This rendition of Raag Bahar is simply 25 minutes of bliss.


Hazrat Khwaja sang khailiye dhamaal
baees e Khwaja ral ban than baithe
beech mein hazrat rasool e sahib e jamal
hazrat khwaja sang khailiye dhamaal

~ Hazrat Amir Khusrau
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Sakal ban phool rahi sarson,
Ambva moray, gesu phulay,
Koyal bolay daar daar,
Aur gori karat singhaar,
Malaniyan gadhwa lay aayin karson,

Tarah tarah kay phool mangaaye,
Lay gandhva haathan mein aaye.
Nijamuddin kay darwajay par,
Aawan keh gaey shoakh rung,
Aur beet gaye barson.

~ Hazrat Amir Khusrau

Sahib Teri Bandi Haaan - Hz. Shah Husain

   

 صاحب تیری بندی ہاں

مندی ہاں کہ چنگی ہاں بھی
گہلا لوک جانیں دیوانی

،نی رنگ صاحب دے رنگی ہاں

ساجن میرا اکھیں وچ وسدا

، گلیئیں پھری نشنگی ہاں

کہے حسین فقیر سائیں دا

، میں ورچنگے نال منگی ہاں

Sahib Teri Bandi Haaan

Mandi Haan Ke Changi Haan

Kamlay Loog Kehan Deewani
Main Rung Shaib Da Rangi Haaan
Mandi Haan Ke Changi Haan Main

Sajan Mera Ankhi Vich Was da
Galiyan Pheran Tay Changi Haan
Mandi Haan Ke Changi Haan Main

Sadhan De Goli Hosaan
Gooli Walay Karam Karesan
Mandi Han Ke Changi Haan Main

Keh Hussain Fakeer Saiyan Da
Bhar Changay Naal Mangi Haan
Mandi Haan Ke Changi Haan

Kehay Hussain Fakeer Saiyan Da
Jina Chaiyan Toor Nibahiyan Na
Mandi Haan Ke Chandi Haan

Sahib Teri Bandi Haan
Sahib Teri Bandi Haaan
Mandi Haan Ke Changi Haan

Rooh-e-Konain Hai, Mehboob Khuda Ka Too Hai - NFAK

Rooh-e-Konain hai, Mehboob Khuda ka tu hai
jis ka bemisl jahan mein hai, sarapa tu hai

Mein kisi haal mein khud ko nahin tanhaa pata
mujh ko maloom hai bekas ka sahara tu hai

Maztar e jood o sana hai teri Zaat-e-aqdas
jis se aabad hai, umeed ki duniya tu hai

Hai meri naat ke paikar mein tera zikr e jameel
mere alfaz ke aayene mein tanha tu hai

Lillah Al Hamd pe imaan hai mukammil mera
jaan se maal se aulaad se pyara tu hai

 credit: YT user Abdul Waheed Sabri

Main neevan mera murshad ucha ~ Hazrat Mian Muhammad Bakhsh

Just discovered this delightful early Birmingham recording from 1979. It is rare to see images of
Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan and his companions looking so young and reciting with such passion
and abandon.

Main neevan mera murshad ucha, uchhean de sang laai
Sadqay jaavan ehna ucheyan toh, jinhan neeveyan naal nibhaai

Jinhan andar ishq samaya, ohna nai bhaj jana

Bhaven sohne milan hazaaran, assan nai yaar vatauna

Murshad de darwaze utte mohkam laaiye choka
Naveen naveen na yaar banaiye, wang kameeneyan lokan

Jinhan andar ishq samaya, ohna nai bhaj jana
Bhaven sohne milan hazaaran, assan nai yaar vatauna

Har mushkil di kunji yaaro, hath mardan de aai
Mard nazar kare jis vele, mushkil rahe naa kai

Je main vekhaN amlan walle, kujh nai mere palle
Je vekhan teri rehmat walle te balle balle balle

Dar murshad da khana-kaaba hajj zaroori kariye
Taqva rakh mehbooban wala, jal dawara pharriye

~ Hazrat Mian Muhammad Bakhsh
~ Qawwal Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

Ze Rehmat Kun Nazar Bar Haal-e-zaram ya Rasoolallah

Ze rehmat kun nazar bar haal-e-zaram ya Rasoolallah

Ghareebam, beynawayam, khaaksaram ya Rasooallah

Tui taskeen-e-dil, araam-e-jaan, sabroqarar-e-man

Rukh-e-pur noor banuma, bey qararam Ya Rasool Allah

Ghareebam, madaram dar jahan justo, habeebam ya-Rasoolallah

~ Molana Abdul Rahman Jami

trans:

Please caste your kind gaze onto my terrible state Oh Rasool e Allah!( zarem means a state of anguish because of thirst or anger)I am poor, I am voiceless and worthless Oh Rasool e Allah!

Only you can be the solace of my heart, comfort of my soul and contentment of my bosom.Bit when I see your Glowing vision I get restless Oh Rasool Allah.

I am poor, I do not love the attractions of life, my friend Oh Rasool e Allah!

Hina Wasim

Tu Reh Naward-e-Shauq Hai Manzil Na Kar Qabool - Iqbal

Sultan Tipu Ki Wasiyat
The Testament Of Tipu Sultan

Tu Reh Naward-e-Shauq Hai, Manzil Na Kar Qabool
Laila Bhi Hum-Nasheen Ho To Mehmil Na Kar Qabool

If you traverse the road of love, Donʹt yearn to seek repose or rest:
If Layla be your companion close that litter shun with great contempt.

Ae Jooye Aab Barh Ke Ho Darya-e-Tund-o-Taiz
Sahil Tujhe Atta Ho To Sahil Na Kar Qabool

O streamlet, onward flow and get transformed to torrent strong and deep:
If bank is eʹer on you bestowed, Abstain, flow on with mighty sweep.

Khoya Na Ja Sanamkada-e-Kainat Mein
Mehfil Gudaz! Garmi-e-Mehfil Na Kar Qabool

Donʹt lose your bearings in this world because with idols it is full:
The assemblage here can cast a spell, disdain, or strings of heart shall pull.

Subah-e-Azal Ye Mujh Se Kaha Jibreel Ne
Jo Aqal Ka Ghulam Ho, Woh Dil Na Kar Qabool

Gabriel on Creationʹs Early Morn, a piece of useful counsel gave:
He bade me not accept a heart enchained by mind of man like slave.

Batil Dooyi Pasand Hai, Haq La-Shareek Hai
Shirkat Mayana-e-Haq-o-Batil Na Kar Qabool

Untruth conceals in various masks but Truth and God are both unique:

There canʹt be pool ʹtwixt good and bad—
This fact is known from times antique.

Diyar-e-Ishq Main Apna Maqam Paida Kar

Sir Muhammad Iqbal

Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, Bradford, 1983

Diyar-e-Ishq mein apna maqam paida kar
naya zamana, naye subah-o-sham paida kar

Build in love’s empire your hearth and your home;
Build Time anew, a new dawn, a new eve!

Khuda agar dil-e-fitrat shanas de tujh ko
sakoot-e-lala-o-gul se kalaam paida kar

Your speech, if God give you the friendship of Nature,
From the rose and tulip’s long silence weave.

Utha na sheesha garan-e-farang ke ehsan
sifal-e-hind se meena-o-jaam paida kar

No gifts of the Franks’ clever glass‐bowers ask!
From India’s own clay mould your cup and your flask.

Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

Main shakh-e-taak hun, meri ghazal hai mera samar
mere  samar se mai-e-lala faam paida kar

My songs are the grapes on the spray of my vine;
Distil from their clusters the poppy‐red wine!

Mera tareeq ameeri nahin, faqeeri hai
Khudi na baich, ghareebi mein naam paida kar!

The way of the hermit, not fortune, is mine;
Sell not your soul! In a beggar’s rags shine.

http://iqbalurdu.blogspot.ca/2011/04/bal-e-jibril-151-javed-ke-naam.html

(Bal-e-Jibril-151) Javed Ke Naam

Aankh se Door na ho Dil se Utar Jaaye ga - Ahmad Faraz

Recital: Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan


Aankh se door na ho, dil se utar jaaye ga
Waqt ka kya hai, guzarta hai, guzar jaaye ga,

Itna maayus na ho, Khilvat-e-Gham se apni,
Tu kabhi Khud ko bhi dekhe ga, to Dar jaaye ga,

Tum sar e raah-e-wafaa dekhte rah jaao ge,
Aur wo baam-e-rafaaqat se utar jaye ga,

Zindagi teri aata hai, to ye jaane waala,
Teri bakhsheesh teri dehleez pe dhar jaye ga,

Doobte doobte kashti to ochalaa de doon,
Main nahi koi to, saahil pe utar jaaye ga,

Zabt laazim hai magar, dukh hai qayaamat ka Faraz,
Zaalim ab ke bhi na, roye ga to mar jaye ga

~ Ahmad Faraz

Moinuddin Khwaja Maharaja - Raag Sanam Kaliyan

In the following piece, Ustad Nusrat illustrates his prowess over the Classical Qawwali genre with an enchanting Kaliyan thaat bandish .... Moinuddin Khaja Maharaja.



Source: 77khudgharz @ YouTube

Ya Hayyu, Ya Qayyum - by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

Ya Hayyu, Ya Qayyum (O Ever-Living One, O Self-Existing One upon Whom we all depend)

Abu Hurairah reported that whenever the Prophet, peace be upon him, was faced with a serious difficulty, he would raise his head to the sky and supplicate, "Subhan-Allah al-'Azim (glory be to Allah, the Mighty)." And when he implored seriously and strongly, he would say "Ya Hayyu, Ya Qayyum (O Ever-Living One, O Self-Existing One upon Whom we all depend)." (hadith of Tirmidhi)

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Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan was born on October 13, 1948 in the city of Faisalabad Pakistan. He was the fifth child and first son of Fateh Ali Khan, a musicologist, vocalist, instrumentalist, and Qawwal.Nusrat fateh ali khan began by learning to play tabla alongside his father before progressing to learn Raag Vidya and Bol Bandish. He then went on to learn to sing within the classical framework of khayal.Nusrat fateh ali Khan was taken ill with kidney and liver failure on August 11, 1997 in London, England while on the way to Los Angeles in order to receive a kidney transplant. He died of a sudden cardiac arrest at Cromwell Hospital, London, on Saturday, August 16, 1997, aged 48.Nusrat fateh ali Khan's training with his father was cut short when his father died in 1964, leaving Khan's paternal uncles, Mubarak Ali Khan and Salamat Ali Khan, to complete his training.

Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan is widely considered to be the most important qawwal in history. In 1987, Khan received the President of Pakistan Award for Pride of Performance for his contribution to Pakistani music. In 1995 he received the UNESCO Music Prize. In 1996 he was awarded Grand Prix des Amériques at Montreal World Film Festival for exceptional contribution to the art of cinema. In 2005, Nusrat was awarded the Legends award at the UK Asian Music Awards. Time magazine issue of November 6, 2006,60 Years of Asian Heroes, lists him as one of the top 12 Artists and Thinkers in the last 60 years. He also appeared on NPR 50 Great Voices list in 2010.

http://www.nusratfatehalikhan.net/

Marsiya e Karbala- Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

Beautifully sung marsiya by NFAK.

Hafiz Jhalundri

@ 5.38 he experly changes the tarz. wonderful!

Tu Rah Na'ward-e-Shauq Hai, Manzil na kar qabool ~ Iqbal

Recital: Ustad Mubarik Ali Khan & Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

Kalam: Sir Muhammad Iqbal

Ki Haq Se Farishton Ne Iqbal Ki Ghammaazi

Gustaakh Hay Karta Hay Fitrat Ki Hinabandi

Angels complained to ALLAH about Iqbal

Arrogant is he goes against Natural course

Khaki Hay Magar Iske Andaz Hain Af'lakee

Rumi Hay Na Shaami Hay Kashi Na Samarkandi

This creation of clay is of heavenly nature

Neither is he Roman, Syrian, Kashi or Samarqandi

(Kashi meaning from Kashgar, Samarkand city in Uzbekistan)

Sikhlaayi Farishtoun Kau Aadam Ki Tarrap Is nay

Aadam Ko Sikhaata Hay Aadaab-e-KHUDA Wandi

He taught angels the restlessness of Man

And taught Man the manner of Godliness

Hakeemi Ne Musalmani Khudi Ki

Kaleemi Ramz-e-Pinhani Khudi Ki

Tujhe Gur Fakr-o-Shahi Ka Bata Doon

Ghareebi Mein Nigehbani Khudhi Ki

Wisdom is when Khudi reaches climax and becomes Muslim

Hidden secret to Khudi is when one can start talking with God

Let me tell you the secret of poverty and richness

In poverty you be guardian of Khudi

Khudiz Ki Jalwatoun Main Mustafayi
Khudi Ki Khalwatoon Mein Kibriyai

Zameen o Aasman o Arsh-o-Kursi

Khudi Ki Zadd Main Hai Saari KHUDAI

When Khudi is apparent then its Prophet-hood

When Khudi is hidden then it's Divine

Earth, Skies, Heaven and Throne

Way to GOD is in the grip of Khudi

Taira Johar Hai Noori, Paak Hai Tu

Faraugh-e-Deeda-e-Aflaak Hai Tu

Tairay Said e Zaboo Ae-Farishta-o-hoor

Kay Shaheen-e-Shah e Lau-Laak Hai Tu

The crux of your creation is Noor (light), you are pure

Heavenly eyes want to see your progress

Angels and Beautiful Maidens are for you

You are an Eagle of ALLAH (Shah) the owner of lau-laak (realm where no one can go)

Tu Rah Na'ward-e-Shauq Hai;

Manzil na kar qabool

You are a traveller traversing the road of love

Don't settle for your current state or take rest/reprieve from your mission

Laila Bhi Hum Nashin Ho tau

Mehmil Na Ker Qabool

Even if Laila (Worldly Glitters) be your close companion,

don't accept that and shun it with great contempt!

Apnay Mann Main Doob Kar Paa ja Suraagh E Zindagi

Tu Agar Mera Nahi Banta Na Bann; Apna To Bann

Dive within yourself and find the secret of life

If you dislike following me, then don't! But at least listen to your own self

Mann Ki Dunya Mann Ki Dunya; Sauz o Mastee Jazb o Shouq
Tann Ki Dunya Tann Ki Dunya; Sood o Sauda Makr o Fann

Inward world is feelings-emotions, and passion-interests

Outward world is bargain-dealings, and deception-art

Mann Ki Daulat Haath Aati Hai Tau Phir Jaati Nahi

Tann Ki Daulat Chhaoun Hai Aata Hai Dhann Jata Hai Dhann

When one attains inward wealth then he never loses

Outward wealth is like a shadow, Money comes and goes

Mann Ki Dunya Main Na Daikha Main Nay Afrangi Ka Raaj

Mann Ki Dunya Main Na Daikhe Main Nay Shaikh O Brahman

In inward world I dint find the throne of British

In inward world I didn't find Sheikhs nor Brahmins

Yeh Subh-e-Azal Mujh Say Kaha Jibraeel Nay

Jau Aqal Ka Ghulam Hau Woh Dil Na Kar Qabool

On the early morning of Creation! This counsel/advice Jibraeel gave me;

He told me not accept a heart; Enchained by mind of man like slave.

Batil Du'ee Pasand Hai; Haqq La Shareek Hai

Shirkat Mae-e-Haq-o-Batil Na Ker Qabool

Untruth conceals in various masks; But Truth and God are both unique

There can't be pool 'twixt good and bad; this fact is known from times antique.

Aye Ju e Abb Barrh Kay Hu Darya Tand-o-Taiz

Kay Sahil Tujhay Atta Hau Tau; Sahil Na Kar Qabool

O Stream, onward flow and get transformed into a river that's torrent strong and deep

If bank is bestowed onto you (banks to stop your advance) Then Abstain! Flow on with mighty roar.

Khayal - Dhan Dhan Bhaag Hamaro Sajni, Balam Morey Ghar Aaye - Raag Gawati

16 minutes of bliss. One of the most beautiful classical renditions by NFAK.

Raag: Gawati

Bandish:

Dhan Dhan Bhaag Hamaro Sajni,
Balam Morey Ghar Aaye

I especially love the beautiful alaap and the quality of the recording from Washington University.

Mohay Apnay Hi Rang Mein Rang De

Gal Ik nuqtae vich mukdi aae - Bulleh Shah

English translation of a Punjabi poem by Bulleh Shah (1680–1757).
"Ik nuqtae vich gal mukdi aae"

At this one point, all talk ends.
Hold tight to this point, forget your calculations,
Leave the miserable state of unbelief,
Do not torment yourself with the fear of death and hell,
For these are imaginary fears.
Only into such a house will truth then enter.
At this one point, all talk ends.

For no reason you abrade your forehead on the ground,
You display your reverence at the mehraab,
You recite the kalma to impress a listener,
But knowledge does not enter your heart.
Can the truth stay hidden?
At this one point, all talk ends.

Many return from Mecca as hajjis,
With blue shawls across their shoulders.
They profit from Hajj ,
Who can admire such behavior?
Can the truth stay hidden?
At this one point, all talk ends.

Some withdraw to the forest,
Eat a single grain a day.
They exhaust their bodies foolishly,
And return home in bad shape,
Their life sucked dry with useless fasting and prayer.
At this one point, all talk ends.

Hold fast to your murshid,
Become a devotee of all creation,
Intoxicated, carefree,
Without desire, indifferent to the world,
Let your heart be fully clean.
Says Bulha, can the truth then be stopped?

At this one point, all talk ends."

Sakhiri Mohe Piya Bin - (Amir Khusrau) by NFAK

credit: Balraj50 on youtube

This is a classical piece written by Hazrat Amir Khusraw and sung by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan. Recorded live at Allah Ditta Hall on Feb 8th 1985. This is without the alaap the full version with alaap is also on youtube.


Sakhi Ri Mohe Piya Bin Ghar Nahi Aaye.
Bina Tanda Mora Jiya Raja Laye.
Jase More Piya Pardes Satawe.
Hone Mere Aap Mohe More Kato Naso Aaye.

Zeehaal-e miskeen makun taghaful - NFAK - ز حال مسكين مكن تغافل

Another one of the gems of Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan is from his recital of Khusraw. The poem showcases Amir Khusrau's mastery over both languages. In the first verse, the first line is in Persian, the second in Brij Bhasha, the third in Persian again, and the fourth in Brij Bhasha. In the remaining verses, the first two lines are in Persian, the last two in Brij Bhasha.





credit: sriazi on youtube
ز حال مسكين مكن تغافل دورايي نينان بتايي بتيان
كه تاب هجران ندارم اي جان نه ليهو كاهي لگايي چهتيان
شبان هجران دراز چون زلف و روز وصلت چو عمر كوتاه
سكهي پيا كو جو مي نه ديكهون تو كيسي كاتون اندهيري رتيان
يكايك از دل دو چشم جادو به صد فريبن ببرد تسكين
كسي پري هي جو جا سناوي پياري پي سي هماري بتيان
چو شمع سوزان چو ذره حيران هميشه گريان به عشق آن مه
نه نيند نينان نه انگ چينان نه آپ آوين نه بهيجين پتيان
به حق روز وصال دلبر كه داد ما را فريب خسرو
سپيت من كي ورايي راكهون جو جايي پاون پياكي كهتيان
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Zeehaal-e miskeen makun taghaful,
duraye naina banaye batiyan;
ki taab-e hijran nadaram ay jaan,
na leho kaahe lagaye chhatiyan.

Shaban-e hijran daraz chun zulf
wa roz-e waslat cho umr kotah;
Sakhi piya ko jo main na dekhun
to kaise kaatun andheri ratiyan.

Yakayak az dil do chashm-e jadoo
basad farebam baburd taskin;
Kise pari hai jo jaa sunaave
piyare pi ko hamaari batiyan.

Cho shama sozan cho zarra hairan
hamesha giryan be ishq aan meh;
Na neend naina na ang chaina
na aap aaven na bhejen patiyan.
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English Translation:(M. Rehman)


The English translation is:

Do not overlook my misery by blandishing your eyes,
and weaving tales; My patience has over-brimmed,

O sweetheart, why do you not take me to your bosom.
Long like curls in the night of separation,
short like life on the day of our union;

My dear, how will I pass the dark dungeon night
without your face before.

Suddenly, using a thousand tricks,
the enchanting eyes robbed me of my tranquil mind;

Who would care to go and report this matter to my darling?
Tossed and bewildered, like a flickering candle,
I roam about in the fire of love;

Sleepless eyes, restless body,
neither comes she, nor any message.
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Khudi Ka Sirr-e-Nihan - خودی کا سرِ نہاں لا الہ الا اللہ

Recital: Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan(kalam-e-Iqbal)
Poet/Lyrics: Allama Iqbal
Khudi Ka Sir-e-Nihan (The Secrets of the Self is hid)

Preamble:

ki Haqq se farishton ne Iqbal ki ghammaazi
gustaakh hai karta hai fitrat ki hinabandi

The angels began to speak behind Iqbal
This creation of clay is of heavenly nature

khaki hai magar iske andaaz hai aflaki
roomi hai na shaami hai kaashi na samarkandi

Rumi it is not, not is it Shami,
Kashi(Benaras) it isn't; nor Samarkandi;

sikhlaayi farishton ko aadam ki tarap isne
aadam ko sikhaata hai aadaab-e-Khuda'wandi

It taught the Angels the torture of Adam,
It brought Adam to worship the Divine (2)

khudi ki jalwaton mein kibriya,
khudi ki khalwaton mein mustafai
zameen o aasaman o arsh o kursi,
khudi ki zadd mein hai sari khudai

Selfhood in the world of men is prophethood;
Selfhood in solitude is godliness;
The earth, the heavens, the great empyrean,
Are all within the range of Selfhood's power.
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The poem:

Khudi ka sirr-e-nihaaN La ilaha il Allah
khudi hai tegh-e-fasaaN La ilaha il Allah

The secret of the Self is hid, In words "No god but He alone".
The Self is just a dull-edged sword, "No god but He," the grinding stone.

Yeh daur apne 'Braaheem ki talaash mein hai
Sanam-kadah hai jahaaN La ilaha il Allah

An Abraham by the age is sought To break the idols of this Hall:
The avowal of God's Oneness can Make all these idols headlong fall.

Kiya hai tu ne mataa'-e-gharoor ka sauda
fareb-e-sood-o-ziyaaN ! La ilaha il Allah

A bargain you have struck for goods Of life, a step, that smacks conceit,
All save the Call "No god but He" Is merely fraught with fraud and deceit.

Yeh maal o dawlat-e-dunya, yeh ristha o paivand
butaan-e-vehm-o-gumaaN! La ilaha il Allah

The worldly wealth and riches too, Ties of blood and friends a dream
The idols wrought by doubts untrue, All save God's Oneness empty seem.

Khird huwee hai zamaan o makaan ki zunaari
na hai zamaaN, na makaaN! La ilaha il Allah

The mind has worn the holy thread Of Time and Space like pagans all
Though Time and Space both illusive "No god but He" is true withal.

Yeh naghma fasl-e-gul o laaleh ka nahin paband
bahaar ho ke khizaaN, La ilaha il Allah

These melodious songs are not confined To Time when rose and tulip bloom
Whatever the season of year be "No god but He" must ring till doom.

Agarche but hain jama'at ki aasteenoN mein
mujhe hai hukm-e-azaaN, La ilaha il Allah

Many idols are still concealed' In their sleeves by the Faithful Fold,
I am ordained by Mighty God To raise the call and be much bold.

Versified English Translation of Iqbal's Zarb-i-Kalim Translated by: Syed Akbar Ali Shah

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خودی کا سرِ نہاں لا الہ الا اللہ

خودی ہے تیغِ فشاں لا الہ الا اللہ

یہ دور اپنے ابراہیم کی تلاش میں ہے

صنم کدہ ہے جہاں لا الہ الا اللہ

کیا ہے تو نے متاعِ غرور کا سودا

فریب ِ سود و زیاں لا الہ الا اللہ

یہ مال و دولتِ دنیا یہ رشتہ و پیوند

بتانِ وہم و گماں لا الہ الا اللہ

خرد ہوئی ہے زماں و مکاں کی زناری

نہ ہے زماں نہ مکاں لا الہ الا اللہ

یہ نغمہ فصلِ گل و لالہ کا نہیں پابند

بہار ہو کہ خزاں لا الہ الا اللہ

اگرچہ بت ہیں جماعت کی آستینوں میں

مجھے ہے حکمِ اذاں لا الہ الا اللہ

- علامہ محمد اقبال

Tanam Farsooda Jaan Para - NFAK - Naat-e-Rasool - تنم فرسودہ جاں پارہ

Several readers have asked where they can find the audio. It is part of a collection entitled "Sufi Qawwalis" and the reason you may have difficulty to google it is because the track is called "Naat-e-Rasool" not Tanam Farsooda. This rendition is particularly special to me because of the satisfying alaap. An introduction that is common to qawwali and differs in almost every rendition depending on the mood the qawwal sets at that particular occasion.

If one listens carefully and deliberately to all the words in the preamble then the repetition of verses (Pashaema ya Rasool-Allah..) has an even greater impact.

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Tanam Farsooda Jaan Para - Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan from Tasawwuf

Kalam Moalana Ahmed Jaami
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Tanam Farsooda jaa para
Ze Hijra Ya Rasulullah
Dillam Paz Murda Aawara
Ze Isyaa. Ya Rasulullah!

تنم فرسودہ جاں پارہ
ز ہجراں، یا رسول اللہ ۖ
دلم پژمردہ آوارہ
ز عصیاں، یا رسول اللہ ۖ

My body is dissolving in your separation
And my soul is breaking into pieces. Ya Rasulullah!
Due to my sins, My heart is weak and becoming enticed. Ya Rasulullah!
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Choon Soo’e Mun Guzar Aari
Manne Miskeen Zanaa Daari
Fida-E-Naqsh-E-Nalainat
Kunam Ja. Ya Rasulullah!

چوں سوۓ من گذر آری،
من مسکین ز ناداری فداۓ نقش نعلینت
کنم جاں، یا رسول اللہ ۖ

When you pass by me
Then even in my immense poverty, ecstatically,
I must sacrifice my soul on your blessed sandal. Ya Rasulullah!
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Ze Jaame Hubb To Mustam
Ba Zanjeere To Dil Bustam
Nu’mi Goyam Ke Mun Bustum
Sukun Daa. Ya Rasulullah!

زجام حب تو مستم ،
با زنجیر تو دل بستم
نمی گویم کی من بستم
سخنداں، یا رسول اللہ ۖ

I am drowned in the taste of your love
And the chain of your love binds my heart.
Yet I don’t say that I know this language (of love). Ya Rasulullah!
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Ze Kharda Khaish Hairaanam
Siyaa Shud Roze Isyaanam
Pashemaanam, Pashemaanam, Pashemaanam. Ya Rasulullah!

ز کردہ خیش حیرانم،
سیاہ شد روز عصیانم پشیمانم، پشیمانم،
پشیمانم، یا رسول اللہ ۖ

I am worried due to my misdeeds;
And I feel that my sins have blackened my heart. Ya Rasulullah!
I am in distress! I am in distress! I am in distress! Ya Rasulullah!
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Choon Baazoo’e Shafaa’at Raa
Khushaa’I Bar Gunaagara
Makun Mahruume Jaami Raa
Daraa Aan. Ya Rasulullah!

چوں بازوۓ شفاعت را
کشا بر گناہگاراں
مکن محروم جامی را
در آں، یا رسول اللہ

Ya Rasulullah! When you spread your hands to intercede for the sinners,
Then do not deprive Jaami of your exalted intercession.