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Lyrics of Ya Allah Yeh Mohabbat - या अल्लाह ये मोहब्बत
ya allah yeh mohabbat dard hai kya
ya allah na jane iski koi deva
ya allah is ki tadap ka maja nasha hi nasha
ya allah yeh mohabbat dard hai kya
ya allah na jane is ki koi deva
ya allah is ki tadap ka maja nasha hi nasha
nasha hi nasha aaha aaha aaha
ya allah yeh mohabbat dard hai kya
gumsum chot na khayi ho
kabhi na aankh ladai ho kabhi na jiski baho me
koi balkha ke na aayi ho vo jiya bhi to
jiya bhi to jiya bhi to jiya bhi to
kya kya kya kya ye dil bhi chiz hai kya
ya allah na jane koi is ki deva
ya allah is ki tadap ka maja
nasha hi nasha nasha hi nasha aah aah
ya allah yeh mohabbat dard hai kya
ye pyar tahkhana hai jaha sahil bhi diwana hai
ye udher nazer bhi na dale jaha khali pmana hai
ek patra bhi to diya bhi to diya bhi to
kya kya kya kya
ya allah sitam hai taram hai kya
ya allah na jane koi is ki deva
ya allah is ki tadap ka maja
nasha hi nasha nasha hi nasha aah aah
ya allah yeh mohabbat dard hai kya
ya allah na jane is ki koi deva
ya allah is ki tadap ka maja nasha hi nasha
nasha hi nasha aaha aaha aaha
ya allah yeh mohabbat dard hai kya
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Ya Allah Yeh Mohabbat
Oh God, is love a wound so deep?
Oh God, no cure for it to keep.
Oh God, its longing, a drunken sleep,
Oh God, is love a wound so deep?
Oh God, no cure for it to keep.
Oh God, its longing, a drunken sleep,
Drunk, drunk, ah, ah, ah...
Oh God, is love a wound so deep?
If the heart has known no blow,
If eyes have never loved's glow,
If arms have held no swaying grace,
Then life, has it lived its place?
Lived, lived, lived, lived...
What is this heart, this fragile space?
Oh God, no cure to this embrace.
Oh God, its longing, a drunken space,
Drunk, drunk, ah, ah, ah...
Oh God, is love a wound so deep?
This love, a crypt, where shores grow mad,
Where borrowed glances bring no glad,
Where empty cups make the heart so sad,
Given, given, given...
What is it, this cruel, sweet fad?
Oh God, a sorrow, a storm so bad?
Oh God, no cure to make me glad.
Oh God, its longing, a drunken space,
Drunk, drunk, ah, ah, ah...
Oh God, is love a wound so deep?
Oh God, no cure for it to keep.
Oh God, its longing, a drunken sleep,
Drunk, drunk, ah, ah, ah...
Oh God, is love a wound so deep?
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.
