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Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan.

Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan is one of the most famous singers of Qawwali, or devotional Sufi music. Here's my personal favorite of his, Yeh Jo Halka Halka Suroor Hai (یہ جو ہلکا ہلکا سرور ہے, "This Mild Intoxication"). Like many poems in Urdu and Persian, it focuses on the theme of wine and the wine bearer as a metaphor for spirituality. Enjoy!


Lyrics:

This mild intoxication

It is the fault of your gaze

That you have taught me how to drink

With my desire, my longing for you


Your flirtatious looks

Have made me a lover of wine

What a drink, what a high

These are all your gifts


How you have made me elated with your looks

That I am not even aware of myself

Your flirtatious looks

Have made me a lover of wine


The whole world is exhilarated

Day, night, morning and evening

The heart is intoxicated, so is the mirror, the glass and even the wine itself

Your captivating eyes have made everything delirious


Every kind of wine resides in your cellar

And then there is that look in those eyes as well

I understand your cleverness well

It is the fault of your gaze, but the blame is put on the wine


Your flirtatious looks

Have made me a lover of wine


To love you is my life

To love you is my bondage

To love you is my life,

To love you is my life


Not prayer nor ablution do I know

I prostrate when before me you come

My life is only my love for you


I am a true lover

With no fear of the hereafter

Now that my head has found your mat

No need have I to search for heaven


My bondage is to that spot

Which is tied to no sacred place

My taking one look at you

By God is equal to prayer


My life is only my love for you

My life is only my love for you


To take your name,

To bow down before you

My ardor tells me,

To make you my God


With your name on my lips,

I remember you every where

The world will forget me,

If I forget you


In my heart reside,

Your many glories

That candle which has not your light,

Will be put out by me


When I asked how rain happens

From her forehead, she dripped a few beads of sweat

When I asked how lightening falls

She met my eyes, and then lowered her lids


When I asked how night and day come together

She moved the hair away from her face

When I asked about the magic in music

She whispered a few things sweetly


Of my own desires when I inquired

Quickly, she snuffed some candles

And I was left saying, what a punishment for the sin of loving


After inhabiting my heart’s world, you destroyed it

Who will you torment after me?

How will you obliterate me?

Where will you direct your arrows?


Thank my friendship

Raise your hands and bless me

That I have made you a murderer


Look at me, desire of my life’s life

That I am that same man


When did you ever have such self-awareness

Don’t argue with me like this

In fact, be grateful

That I was the one who taught how you to speak


This mild intoxication

It is the fault of your gaze

That you have taught me how to drink.

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