Darkness and the moon,
Silence and the tune,
Fighting with the other,
Loving one another –
Desperate, wholesome need
Satisfaction refrains to feed.
Green leaves against brown earth,
Your wet tears against his mirth –
Existing to live?
Something’s got to give!
There’s the lock! But where’s the key?
There you are, but I can’t find me.
Wings – Devil or hand of God?
Dust – freedom of sky or finality in sod?
Fislé nahí chalké
Kabhi dukh kí dagar pé
Thokar lagí – hans dé
Hum bas né válé díl ké nagar ké
Aré, har kadam béhak ké sambhal jáyé ré !
We walk on this road, dark and sad,
Which seldom let’s us slip and fall;
But if Fate throws us down and steals our right to be glad,
We, on our knees, shall laugh at its gall –
We, who live in the household of love, dear,
Can always stand after falling – never fear!
Kírné nahí apní
Toh hain báhö kí málá
Deepak nahí jinn mé
Únn galiyö mé hain hum sé újálá
Aré, dhool hí sé chánd níkal já yé ré !
There are no rays of natural light to call our own,
But there is this garland of my arms –
And though there are no lights on this bare road of stone,
It is all ablaze by our love’s charms.
The dust ahead itself grants a boon:
As through our love and its swirling mass, I spy our moon.
Pal schin, píyá, pal schin,
Ankhíyö ká andhérá
Réná nahí apní
Parr apná hogá kal ká savérá
Aré, rén könsí jö ná dhal já yé ré!
Each instant, love, each moment of time,
Depths of Darkness before our eyes!
Today’s evening is neither yours nor mine,
But ours will be tomorrow’s sunrise!
For tell me, sweetheart, which evening in the past,
Has had strength enough to make itself last?
If the world asks me – questions,
What answers shall I give?
If you do not even think of this,
What answers do I give?
The world asks me questions …
Someone asks, where have you
Left your heart?
From exactly whom did the relation
Of love and life depart?
When it gets difficult to speak of this fate –
What answers do I give?
The world asks me questions …
Someone asks, this pain of fidelity
Was left back by whom?
The punishment to spend nights awake
Was left back by whom?
If I am ashamed to speak of this state –
What answers do I give?
If you do not even think of this,
What answers shall I give?
If the world asks me questions,
What answers do I give?
What answers do I give?
Hearts Still Care 
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