Murshid Khele Holi Lyrics Translation [D-Day]

Song: Murshid Khele Holi

Movie: D-Day

Composer: Shankar Ehsaan Loy

Lyrics: Niranjan Iyenger

Singers: Shankar Mahadevan, Munawar Masoom, Javed Ali

The title of this Qawwali translates directly to 'My spiritual guide plays Holi'. The term ‘murshid’ is used to describe a spiritual guide. The celebration of ‘Holi’, the festival marking the arrival of Spring, is a lively and colorful one, with friends, family, and neighbors throwing colored powder and water on each other. This Qawwali is sung in the praise and amazement of the guide and his ‘colors’.

Choota theer jo uske kamaan se

Jahan laage ji te lagna

Chori likhi hai bhaagya mein tere

Toh kya sona, kya jagna?

If the arrow has left his bow

It’s bound to hit where it hits

Stealing is written in your fortune

So why sleep, why awaken?

Ho…Saanwa te sooha, rang sabke naseeb da

Khele dukh sukh aankh mein choli

O! Green/dark and red…the colors of everyone's destiny

Sadness and contentment play hide and seek

Jee mein tu, jaan mein tu

Mere saare jahaan mein tu

In my being is you, in my being is you

In my entire universe is you

Mera murshid khele holi

Yaara rang hai uska nyaara

My guide plays holi

Friend, his color is unique

Pyala chidke apne karam ka

Rang de sab sansaara

Sprinkling the goblet of his deeds

He colors the entire creation

Ishq da rang hai nyaara

Tere ishq da rang hai nyaara

The color of love is unique

The color of your love is unique

Ho uski rangat, meri aadat

Uski chaahat, ek ibaadat

O, his colorfulness, my habit

His affection, a worship

Uski rangat, meri aadat hai

Uski chaahat, ek ibaadat hai

Uske hone se, sab salaamat hai

Uski nazaron se, sab ki barkat hai

His colorfulness...is my habit!

His affection...is a protection!

From his presence, everything is peaceful!

From his gaze...is everyone's prosperity!

Sab ki barkat hai

Naache naseeba taar pe jiske

Haath mein uske dori

Everyone's prosperity!

The wire on which destiny dances

In his hand it's cord

Uske rehem se

Sab kuch rangiya

Uski naimat se jag sajiya

From his mercy

Everything is colorful

From his blessing

The universe is adorned

Kabhi kanton pe phool bikhraye

Kahin ashkon ke beech muskaye

Sometimes on thorns he spreads flowers

Some places between teardrops he smiles

Kahin palkon pe khwaab sajaye

Kahin raaton se need udaye

Kahin baadal, kahin barkha, kahin vakhra, kahin sarkha …

Some places on eyelashes he adorns dreams

Some places from nights he averts sleep

Some places [in] clouds! Some places [in] rain! Some places unique!

Roop, swaarop pe na ja uske

Sab anek hai, ek hai wohi

Don't go on his form, his true nature!

Everyone is plenty. He is only one.