Afreen Afreen

Do we say it often?

Do we tell them enough how beautiful they are?

I don’t think so.

Just tell people they’re beautiful, yes? Just. Say it.
And one day, I guess, we’ll find that one person we can’t say it to.

Because they leave us speechless.

Yeah?

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I just thought this was pretty too.

A beautiful song performed two decades ago by the master, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, with some hauntingly wonderful music. Lyrics by Javed Akhtar sahab, performed by Rahat Fateh Ali Khan and Momina Mustehsan.

PS. This one’s for youuu JD! 😀

Pyaar.

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Such badasses. Such a happy picture!

 

Afreen Afreen

Aisa dekha nahi khoobsoorat koi
I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as her

Jism jaise Ajanta ki moorat koi
Her beauty is like that of the sculptures at Ajanta

Jism jaise nigaahon pe jaadu koi
Such beauty that’s bewitched my gaze

Jism naghmah koi
Her beauty is an alluring song

Jism khushboo koi
Her beauty is an intoxicating fragrance

Jism jaise mahkti hui chaandni
Her beauty is like scented moonlight 

Jism jaise machalti hui raagini
Her beauty is very much like a haunting melody

Jism jaise ke khilta hua ik chaman
Hers is the beauty of a blossoming garden

Jism jaise ke suraj ki pehli kiran
Her beauty’s like the first light of dawn

Jism tarsha hua dil-kash o dil-nasheen
Her beauty’s been sculpted such that it’s beyond attractive

Sandaleen sandaleen
As warm and smooth as sandalwood

Marmareen marmareen
As pure and delicate as marble

Husn-e-jaanaan ki tareef mumkin nahi
Husn-e-jaanaan ki tareef mumkin nahi
No words of praise do justice to the beauty of my beloved
It’s impossible to describe her beauty

Afreen afreen
Afreen afreen
Beautiful.
So beautiful.
Praise to her Creator!

Tu bhi dekhe agar to kahe ham-nasheen
When you see her, you’ll say the same

Afreen afreen
Afreen afreen
Beautiful.
So beautiful.
Praise to her Creator!

Husn-e-jaanaan ki tareef mumkin nahi
Husn-e-jaanaan ki tareef mumkin nahi

Jaane kaise baandhe tune akhiyon ke dor
I don’t know what you did and how you charmed me with your eyes

Manm mera kheencha chala aaya teri or
My mind is drawn to you irresistably

Mere chehre ke subh
Zulfon ki shaam
Whether it’s the light of the dawn on my face
Or the dusky twilight of my tresses in the evenings

Mera sab kuchh hai piya ab se tere naam
Everything that’s mine, lover, is yours now

Nazron ne teri chhua
Your eyes met mine

To hai ye jaadu hua
And spun this magic

Hone lagi hun main haseen
I’ve started to feel that I’m becoming.. beautiful.

Afreen Afreen
Afreen.

Chehra ik phool ki tarh shaadaab hai
Her face is as fresh as a flower’s

Chehra uska hai ya koi mehtaab hai
Is it her face or that’s the light of the moon shining?

Chehra jaise ghazal chehra jaan-e-ghazal
Her face is sheer poetry

Chehra jaise kali chehra jaise kanwal
Her face is like a blossming bud, a lotus

Chehra jaise tasawwur bhi tasveer bhi
Her face is like an artist’s thought and translation too

Chehra ik khwaab bhi chehra taabeer bhi
Her face is both a dream and a reality

Chehra koi Alif-Lailwi daastaan
Her face in itself is like a magical tale, like Alif-Laila

Chehra ik pal yaqeen chehra ik pal gumaan
Her face is both certainty and an assumption

Chehra jaisa ke chehra kahin bhi nahi
Her face is like no other I’ve ever seen

Maahru maahru mehjabeen mehjabeen
Just like the beautiful moon, just like it’s beautiful light

Husn-e-jaanaan ki tareef mumkin nahi
Husn-e-jaanaan ki tareef mumkin nahi
Afreen afreen
Afreen afreen

Tu bhi dekhe agar to kahe ham-nasheen
Afreen afreen
Afreen afreen
Husn-e-jaanaan ki tareef mumkin nahi

Afreen afreen
Afreen afreen

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