Ajj Din Vehre Vich Lyrics with Translation - Ali Zafar | Coke Studio Season 8

Ajj Din Vehre Vich Lyrics with Translation - Ali Zafar | Coke Studio Season 8

Ajj Din Vehre Vich Lyrics and Translation from Coke Studio Pakistan Season 8: Ali Zafar's Punjabi song in Coke Studio Season 8.Singer: Ali Zafar

Backing Vocals: Momin Durrani, Rachel Viccaji, Sara Haider

Written by: Shahnawaz Zaidi, Ghalib

Composed by: Asrar Chishti

Produced by: Strings

Ajj Din Vehre Vich Lyrics Translation

Ho.. Ajj din vehre vich

Ajj din vehre vich

Yadaan waala khes paa ke

Ajj din vehde vich

Yadaan waala khes paa ke

Dukhan diyan marchaan sukhaun de ni maaye

In the courtyard today, O mother

In the courtyard today, O mother

Let me spread out the shawl of my memories

In the courtyard today, O mother

Let me spread out the shawl of my memories

And lay out on it for drying in the sun, the red peppers of my sorrows

Akhiyaan nu sooha rang

Changa bada lagda ae

Akhiyaan nu sooha rang

Changa bada lagda ae

Eh de naal dil parchaun de ni maaye

To my anguished eyes, this bridal red

Appears really lovely

To my anguished eyes, this bridal red

Appears really lovely

So let me gain some joy, O mother, from these peppers if nothing else

Aaj din vehre vich

Aaj din vehre..

In the courtyard today, O mother

In the courtyard today, O mother

Ho.. meri badnaamiyan te ber bhari beriyaan ne

Meri bad-naamiyaan te ber bhari beriyaan ne

Beriyaan da mul koyi naa..

Rasmaan rawaajan de gulail de nishaane utte

Kali kali meri jaan maa o..

Tales of my dishonour are like berry-filled jujube trees

Tales of my dishonour are like berry-filled jujube trees

People bandy my name about as freely as they pick berries

Before the slingshot of unjust customs and traditions

I stand as the sole target, O mother

Roki da ni waddeyan nu

Lahu waali mehndi mainu

Roki da ni waddeyan nu

Lahu waali mehndi mainu

Sar vich chaukhi saari

Paaun de ni maaye

There’s no stopping the stones being hurled at my head

Let my steep my hair well, O mother

There’s no stopping the stones being hurled at my head

Let my steep my hair well, O mother

In the henna of blood

Ajj din vehre vich

Ajj din vehre vich..

In the courtyard today, O mother

In the courtyard today, O mother

Ibn-e maryam huaa kare koyi

Mere dukh ki dawa kare koyi

Baat par waan zabaan kat'ti hai

Woh kahein aur suna kare koyi

Woh kahein aur suna kare koyi

Bak raha hoon junoon mein kya kya kuch

Kuch naa samjhe Khuda kare koyi

Naa suno gar bura kahe koyi

Naa kaho gar bura kare koyi

Rok lo ghalat gar chale koyi

Bakhsh do gar khata kare koyi

What is it to me if someone claims to be the son of Mary?

I’ll only believe it if he cures me of my agony

Say a word in complaint, and she cuts off our tongue

She can abuse us all she wants, but we must listen silently

She can abuse us all she wants, but we must listen silently

What absurd babblings is madness driving me to?

God no one understands anything I say

Don’t react if someone badmouths you

Don’t complain if someone mistreats you

If someone embarks on an erroneous path, stop him

If someone commits an error, forgive him

Ho.. Bujh gaye chiraag saare

Chann guchh-muchh hoya

Bujh gaye chiraag saare

Chan guchh-muchh hoya

Khaali e banera shook da oye

Aaunda nahi jawaab koyi

Ohde aasamaana vichon

Ajje teek meri hook da.. haaye!

All the lamps have become extinguished

The moon has become all crumpled up

All the lamps have become extinguished

The moon has become all crumpled up

The ridge of yearning’s roof is desolate

Till this day, the heavens above have never granted a response

To my anguished sighs and pleadings

Hijraan de kaale sag

Mere utte bhaunk de ne

Hijraan de kaale sag

Mere utte bhaunk de ne

Lagda ae mainu eh

Siyaaunde ni maaye haaye

The black dogs of separation’s misery bark at me

The black dogs of separation’s misery bark at me

Seems like the fail to recognise me and instead think me a stranger

Ajj din vehre vich

Yaadaan waala khes pa ke

Dukhaan diyaan marchaan

Sukhaun de ni maaye

Akkhiyaan nu sooha rang

Changa bada lagda ae

In the courtyard today, O mother

Let me spread out the chequered shawl of my memories

And lay out on it, for drying in the sun, the red peppers of my sorrows

To my anguished eyes, this bridal red

Appears really lovely

Ajj din vehde vich

Ajj din vehde vich

In the courtyard today, O mother

In the courtyard today, O mother