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Lyrics of Bulla Ki Jaana Mai Kaun - मुल्ला की जाना मैं कौन
mulla ki jaana mai kaun
na mai momin vich maseet aan
na mai vich kufar diyan reet aan
na mai paakaan vich paleet aan
na mai andar ved kitaab aan
na mai renda bhang sharaab aan
na mai renda masat kharaab aan
na mai shaadi na ghamnaaki
na mai vich paleeti paaki
na mai aabi na mai khaki
na mai aatish na mai paun
mulla ki jaana mai kaun
mulla ki jaana mai kaun
mulla ki jaana mai kaun
mulla ki jaana mai kaun
na mai arabi na lahoria
na mai hindi shehar nagauri
na hindu na turak peshawri
na mai bheth mazhab da paaya
na mai aadam havva jaaya
na koi apna naam dharaaya
avval aakhir aap nu jaana
na koi dooja hor pehchaana
methon hor na koi siyaana
mulla shah khadda hai kaun
mulla ki jaana mai kaun
na mai moosa na pharaun
na vich jaagan na vich saun
na mai rehnda vich nadaun
na vich baitthan na vich bhaun
mulla shah khadda hai kaun
mulla ki jaana mai kaun
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Bulla Ki Jaana Mai Kaun
The Mullah asks, who am I?
Not a believer within the mosque's eye,
Nor bound by rites of blasphemy’s tie,
Nor pure nor defiled, beneath any sky.
Within Vedas and scriptures, I’m not found,
Nor dwell in the haze of hashish, around,
Nor lost in a drunken, chaotic ground.
I embrace neither joy nor the shadowed gloom,
Nor stained by pollution, nor sealed in a tomb.
I am neither water, nor earthy fume,
Neither fire's embrace, nor the wind's soft plume.
The Mullah asks, who am I?
The Mullah asks, who am I?
The Mullah asks, who am I?
The Mullah asks, who am I?
I am not Arab, nor of Lahore's way,
Nor Hindi, nor dweller of Nagaur’s day,
No Hindu, nor Turk, in Peshawar's sway.
I have found no sect, no creed to obey,
Not born of Adam, nor Eve's gentle lay,
Nor any name do I claim, this very day.
From the first to the last, I know only You,
No other I seek, no other I view,
Beyond sweet and clever, in all I pursue.
Mullah Shah, who stands here, true?
The Mullah asks, who am I?
I am not Moses, nor Pharaoh's decree,
Not in waking’s light, nor in sleep's reverie,
Not a dweller of Naudun, wild and free,
Nor in the world's pleasure, for all to see.
Mullah Shah, who stands here, true?
The Mullah asks, who am I?
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.
