Main Tainu Fir Milaangi - Amrita Pritam

Main tainu fir milaangi

Kithe? Kis trah? Pata nahi

Shayad tere takhiyl di chinag banke

Tere canvas te utraangi

Ya khore teri canvas dey utte

Ik rahasmayi lakeer banke

Khamosh tainu takdi rawangi

Main tainu fir milaangi

I will meet you yet again

How and where? I don’t know that.

Perhaps I could be a

figment of your imagination

Or maybe I will draw myself

As a mysterious line that shouldn’t be

On your canvas

Quietly, I will stare at you

And I will meet you again.

Jaa khore suraj di lau banke

Tere ranga vich ghulangi

Jaa ranga diyan bahwa vich baithke

Tere canvas nu wlangi

Pata nahi kish trah-kithe

Par tainu zarur milangi.

Perhaps I will become a ray of sunshine,

And revel in your colours

Or maybe I will paint me on your canvas

I know not how or where

but I will surely meet you.

Jaa khore ik chashma bani howangi

Te jivan jharneya da paani udd da

Main pani diyan bunda

Tere pinde te malangi

Te ik thandak jahi banke

Teri chhaati de naal lagaangi

Main hor kuch nahi jaandi

Par ena jaandiyan

Ki waqt jo vi karega

Ae janam mere naal turega

Maybe I will become a spring

And the water that sprouts from it

I’ll rub its droplets on your body

I’ll become the coolness from it

That rests on your burning chest

I don’t know anything else

But I know this much

That no matter what time does

This life will walk along with me.

Ae jism mukkda hai

Tan sab kuch mukk janda-e

Par cheteyan dey dhaage

Kaayenaati kana dey hunde

Main unha kana nu chunagi

Dhageyan nu walangi

Te tainu fir milaangi

This body? It perishes.

Everything does.

But the threads of memory

Are woven such

That the universe resides in its every bead

I will pick those tiny beads

I will weave the threads

And then.. I will meet you again.

-Amrita pritam