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Lyrics of Ai Qaatib-E-Taqadir Mujhe Itanaa Bataa De - ऐ क़ातिब-ए-तक़दीर मुझे इतना बता दे
ai qaatib-e-taqadir mujhe itanaa bataa de
ai qaatib-e-taqadir mujhe itanaa bataa de
kyo mujhse kafaa hai tu, kyaa maine kiyaa hai
auro ko khushi mujhako fakat dard-o-raj-o-gam
duniyaa ko hansi aur mujhe ronaa diyaa hai
kyaa maine kiyaa hai kyaa maine kiyaa hai
kyo mujhse kafaa hai tu, kyaa maine kiyaa hai
hisse me sabake aai hai
hisse me sabake aai hai rangin bahaare
bad-faqtiyaan lekin mujhe shishe me utaare
pite hai
pite hai rog roz-o-shab muzzarrato ki may
mai hun ke sataa khun-e-jigar maine piyaa hai
kyaa maine kiyaa hai kyaa maine kiyaa hai
thaa jinake dumak dam se ye aabaad aashiyaa
ho chahachahaati
ho chahachahaati bulbule jaane gai kahaan
juganu ki chamak hai na sitaaro ki roshani
is ghup adhere me hai meri jaan par bani
kyaa thi kyaa thi
kyaa thi khata ke jisaki sazaa tune mujhko di
kyaa thaa
kyaa thaa gunah ke jisakaa badalaa mujhse liyaa hai
kyaa maine kiyaa hai kyaa maine kiyaa hai
kyo mujhase kafaa hai tu, kyaa maine kiyaa hai
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Ai Qaatib-E-Taqadir Mujhe Itanaa Bataa De
O Scribe of Fate, tell me, I implore,
O Scribe of Fate, tell me, I implore,
Why do you scorn me, what have I done before?
To others, joy; to me, a world of pain and sorrow,
Laughter for all, but tears for me to borrow.
What have I done, what have I ever done?
Why do you scorn me, what have I done?
For all, the vibrant springs have come,
For all, the vibrant springs have come,
But shadows cast, my mirror, numb.
They drink, they drink, through day and night,
The bitter wine of blight,
While I, I drink the blood of my own heart's plight.
What have I done, what have I ever done?
Whose songs once filled this home with grace,
Those singing nightingales, where is their place?
No firefly's gleam, no starlight's ray,
In this deep dark, my soul starts to decay.
What was, what was, the fault for which I pay?
What was the sin for which you take from me?
What have I done, what have I ever done?
Why do you scorn me, what have I done?
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
