Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Shiv Kumar Batalvi's - "Rukh - Trees" (Presentation - Desh Ratna)

Rukh
Kujh rukh maenu, puht lagde ne,
Kujh rukh lagde maavaaN.
Kujh rukh noohaaN theeyaaN lagde
Kujh rukh vaaNg bharaavaaN.
Kujh rukh mere baabe vaakan,
Pahtar TaavaaN TaavaaN.
Kujh rukh meri daadi varge
Choori paavan kaavaaN.
Kujh rukh yaaraaN varge lagde
Chuma te gal laavaaN,
Ik meri mahibooba vaakan,
MiTHa ate dukhaavaaN.
Kujh rukh mera dil karda e
MoDhe chuk khiDaavaaN.
Kujh rukh mera dil karda e
Chuma te mar jaavaaN.
Kujh rukh jad vi ral ke jhooman
Tej vagan jad vaavaaN,
Saavi boli sabh rukhaaN di
Dil karda likh jaavaN.
Mera vi eh dil karda e
Rukh di joone aavaaN.
Je tusaaN mera geet hae sunana,
MaeN rukhaaN vich gaavaaN.
Rukh taaN meri ma varge ne,
Jiyun rukhaaN deeyaaN CHaavaaN.
Rukh - Trees

Some trees look like sons to me.
Some like mothers.
Some are daughters, brides,
A few like brothers.
Some are like my grandfather,
Sparsely leafed.
Some like my grandmother
Who threw choori to the crows.
Some trees are like the friends
I used to kiss and embrace.
One is my beloved
Sweet. Painful.
There are trees I would like
To throw on my shoulder playfully,
There are trees I would like
To kiss and then die.
The trees sway together
When strong winds blow.
I wish I could render
Their verdant, leafy language.
I wish that I could
Return as a tree
And if you wanted to listen to my song
I would sing it in the trees.
The trees are like my mother,
May their shade live forever.

2 comments:

  1. बिरहा के सुल्तान की कितनी गहरी यारी थी प्रकृति से ....
    शायद रब की भी इनको अपने रूबरू सुनना होगा
    बहुत जल्दी दुनिया छोड़ चले

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