Saaqi-Nama

Here's a joint!

Two different poets; Two singers. 

The point of commonality is the spirit of the words: Ruthless. Killing.

Aren't these the kind of words that take your heart away? 

These are. These not only take it away; these words tear it down, chop it up, smash it, squeeze it ... 

... and draw the elixir out. 

Drew the elixir out!

But kia karain kay 'nasha baqadr-e hosla-e badakhuar tha!'

Zikr-e-Man...

Maula-Maula laakh pukaaray, Maula haath na aaye
Lafzon se hum khel rahay hain, maa'na haath na aaye

Jo pani ke naam ko pani jaanay, naadaani hai
Pani-pani rat'tay rat'tay, pyaasa hi mar jaaye

Shola-shola rat'tay-rat'tay, lab pe aanch na aaye
Ik chingaari lab par rakh lo, lab fauran jal jaaye

Ism pe qaane hone waala aur Musamma khone waala
Kaam na karne waala moorakh bas Naam se ji bahlaye


English Translation:

Calling out Maula Maula! Maula still escapes us.
We only play with words, meaning still escapes us.

Who understands the word Water as Water, is a fool,
He will keep chanting Water Water and will die of thirst.

By chanting Fire Fire, the lips don't feel the heat,
Place one ember on the lips, then see how they burn.

He who contents himself with names, end up loosing the Named.
The fools who puts in no effort amuse themselves with Name!

Poet: Zaheen Shah Taji

Translation Courtesy: most humbly calling himself, sag-e-dar-e-niyaz

Ji Chahay to Sheesha Bun Ja: Be The Cup Be The Chalice

Ji Chahe To Sheesha Ban Ja, Ji Chahe Paimana Ban Ja 
Sheesha Paimana Kya Ban Na , Mai Ban Ja, Maikhana Ban Ja 


Be the goblet if you like, Or be the chalice if you want 
Whats there to be a goblet or a chalice, 
Be the wine, Or the fountain of wine


Mai Ban Kar, Maikhana Ban Kar, Masti Ka Afsana Ban Ja 
Masti Ka Afsana Ban Kar, Hasti Se Begana Ban Ja 


Of the wine, Or of the fountain of it, 
Narrate a tale of ecstasy
In living this tale of ecstasy, Be a stranger to the self


Hasti Se Begana Hona, Masti Ka Afsana Ban Na 
Is Hone Se, Is Ban Ne Sa, Accha Hai Deewana Ban Ja  


Forgetting thyself, And keeping of intoxication
Of this losing, Or this keeping, 
Finer is to lose to senses


Deewana Ban Jane Se Bhi, Deewana Hona Accha Hai 
Deewana Hone Se Accha, Khak-e-dar-e-jana Ban Ja 


Than this losing of the senses, Better is going crazy 
And better still of going crazed, 
Be quelled to dust at the beloved's step


Khak-e-dar-e-jana Kya Hai, Ahle-dil Ki Ankh Ka Surma 
Shamma Ke Dil Ki Thandak Ban Ja, Noor-e Dil-e-parwana Ban Ja 


The dirt at the beloved's door, Is but the Kohl for the lovers's eyes
Be a hail at the heart of flame, 
Or a burning torch in a moth's bossom


Seekh Zahin Ki Dil Se Jal Na, Kahe Ko Har Shamma Pe Jal Na? 
Apni Aag Me Khud Jal Jaye, Tu Aisa Parwana Ban Ja 


Seek to sizzle from Zahin's heart, Why hover around a flame?
The one that is kindled by its own torch, 
Thou be such a moth


Seekh Zahin Ki, Seekh Zahin Ki, Seekh Zahin Ke Dil Se Jal Na 
Tu Aisa Parwana Ban Ja…


See of Zahin, Hear of Zahin, Seek to sizzle from Zahin's heart 
Thou be such a lover ....

Lyrics: Hazrat Zaheen Shah Taaji
Singer: Abida Parveen
Music: Muzaffar Ali 

Inapt translation: mine

Main hosh mein hoon, Abida Parveen

main hosh mein hoon hosh mein hoon, hosh mein hoon... 

I am sane, in my senses, in my wakefulness

deewaana hoon to tera hoon

And to Thou still I belong in my craze

hoon raaz agar to tera hoon 

If an untold secret, to Thou I belong

afsaana hoon to tera hoon, 

If a myth narrated, I belong to Thee

barbaad kiya barbaad huva 

Deserted by Thou, ruined I am

aabad kiya aabaad huva

Blessed by Thou,  salvaged I am

viraana hoon to tera hoon,

If bereft, to Thou I belong

tera kaashaana hoon to tera hoon, 

If endowed, I belong to Thee

(iss teri tajjali ken kurbaan kurbaan-e tajjali har unava) - 

main shamma bhi hoon to tera hoon 

If a beacon I am, to Thou alone I belong

parwaana hoon to tera hoon, 

If a seeker, I belong to Thee

tu mere kaif ki duniya hai - 

From Thou I draw my serenity

tu meri masti ka aalam 

In Thee I find my ecstasy

paimaana hoon to tera hoon -

If a chalice, to Thou I belong

maikhaana hoon to tera hoon,

If a tavern, I belong to Thee

har zarra Zaheen ki hasti ka 

Each speck of Zaheen's humble self

tasveer hai teri sar-taa-pa 

carries an image of Thou all over

woh kaabaa-e-dil dhaanewaale 

Oh Thou who can raze the Kaaba shrine of heart

butkhaana hoon to tera hoon, 

Even if am an idol temple, I belong to Thee

main hosh mein hoon to tera hoon 

deewaana hoon to tera hoon

In my sanity, to Thou I belong, 

in my madness I belong to Thee

(the translation is mine, hence quite humble.)