From: tariqh@dcs.qmw.ac.uk (Tariq Hamid)
Newsgroups: rec.music.indian.misc
Subject: Re: request: words for Kabhie-Kabhie ..(not song)..
Date: 7 Jan 93 18:15:00 GMT
Organization: Computer Science Dept, QMW, University of London

In <93007.011651U11960@uicvm.uic.edu> Jai K. Singh <U11960@uicvm.uic.edu> writes:

>Hello to all the music lovers.  I need lyrics (words) to the poem
>said by Amithab Bachan in the movie Kabhi-Kabhi.  I think it goes
>something like this::::
>Kabhie-Kabhie mere dil mein kkhyal atah hai.....
>kay tuh hoti to aisa hota, tu aisay karti mein vaisay kheta...

>I think I'm totaly off here, but if somebody can help me out....
>Thank You
>       Jai

OK here it is. All credit/flames to Asjeet Lamba (lamba@u.washington.edu)

	kabhee kabhee meray dil mayn khayaal aataa hai
	
	ke zindagi teri zulfon ki narm chhaaon mayn
	guzarne paati to shaadaab ho bhi saktee thhee!
	ye teeragee jo meree zeest kaa muqaddar hai:
	teree nazar ki shu'aa'on men khho bhi saktee thhee!
	
	ajab na thhaa ke mein baygaana-e alam ho kar
	teray jamaal ki raanaaiyon men khho rehtaa!
	teraa gudaaz badan, tayri neem-baaz aankhhayn:
	inhee haseen fasaanon men mahv ho rehtaa!
	
	pukaarteen mujhe jab talkhiyaan zamaanay kee,
	teray labon se halaavat ke ghhoonT pee laytaa!
	hayaat cheekhti phhirtee barehna-sar, aur mein
	ghhanayri zulfon ki chhaaon men chhup ke jee laytaa!
	
	magar ye ho na sakaa, aur ab ye aalam hai
	ke too naheen, tera gham, tayri justujoo bhi naheen!
	guzar rahee hai kuchh iss tarha zindagee jaisay
	isay kisee ke sahaaray ki aarzoo bhi naheen!
	
	zamaane bhar ke dukhhon ko lagaa chukaa hun galay,
	guzar rahaa hun kuchh anjaani rehguzaaron say,
	muheeb saaye meree simt baRhte aatay hain
	hayaat-o maut ke pur-haul khaar-zaaron say!
	
	na koi jaada, na manzil, na raushnee ka suraagh:
	bhaTak rahee hai khalaaon men zindagee mayree!
	inhee khalaaon men reh jaaoon ga kabhee khho kar,
	men jaantaa hun meree ham-nafas, magar yoon hee
	
	kabhee kabhee meray dil mayn khayaal aataa hai!
	
	
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	A very approximate (and awful) translation.
	
	                SOMETIMES
	
	Sometimes I wonder
	
	how sweet life could have been,
	if spent in the soft shade of your tresses!
	how the brightness of your eyes could have banished
	this darkness that is now my fate!
	
	Forgetting all woe, I could have lost myself
	in the ever-young world of your beauty:
	in your supple body,
	in your mysterious eyes!
	
	I could have drowned the bitterness of living
	in honey drunk from your lips!
	Life might have raged on, but I
	could have found the shelter of your raven tress.
	
	But that was not to be, and now
	you are gone, all grief, all passion is dead!
	Life goes on, listless, aimless,
	without hope or desire.
	
	Now the sorrows of the world are mine;
	I travel on paths I do not know;
	relentless shadows advance upon me
	from the terrible desert of death!
	
	Without purpose, without a guiding light,
	my life now wanders a trackless void!
	Here, one day, I shall lose my being,
	I know. But still, my friend,
	
	sometimes I wonder!
	
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