Shiv Kumar Batalvi's - "Birha Tu Sultan" (Presentation - Desh Ratna)

Birha Tu Sultan Birha birha aakhiye, Birha tu sultaan, Jis tan birha na upaje So tan jaan masaan. AseeN sabhe birha ghar jammade, AseeN birha di santaan, Birha khaaeeye birha paaeeye, Birha aaye haNDaaN. AseeN sab birhaaN de mandareeN, Dhukde doof masaan, Bin birha umar sugaNdheeyaaN Sabhe binsa jaan. Birha seti upajiya, Eh dharti te asmaan, Birha seti sooraj jamman, DihooN paye geRe khaan. MaeN vaDbhaagi tera birha LaR lahg mere aan, Bin birha theeN di THeekari Kise ujaRe kabristaan. Aj sabe dhartiyaaN meriyaaN, Te sabhe hi asmaan, Aj sabhe raNg hi maeNDRe Mere vihRe jhumar paan. Tu he runne man meriye, KyuN loche vasal haNDHaan, Je disha dishaavaaN aapaseeN, Milan kade na jaan. AsaaN joon haNDHaani mahik di, Sahnu birha da vardaan, SaaDe is birha de naam toN KoT janam kurbaan. Birha birha aakhiye, Birha tu sultaan, Jis tan birha na upaje, So tan jaan masaan.

Separation,You Are King Let us speak of separation, Separation is king. A body that does not feel separation, Is dead body. We are all born in the house of separation, We are children of separation, We receive it, we swallow it, We are on this earth to bear it. In the temple of separation each one of us Burns like incense, Without separation every odor of life Would perish. From separation emerges This earth, this sky. From separation originates the sun And the days revolve. I was supremely fortunate that this separation from you, Attached itself to me. Without it I would have been just a piece of clay In an empty graveyard. Today all the world is mine And all the skies. Today every color sways In my courtyard. Why, my soul, like a woman, Do you long for union? Do different directions Ever meet? I must extract the very essence of fragrance, For I have been given the gift of separation, For the sake of this separation I would give up a hundred births. Let us speak of separation, Separation is king. A body that does not feel separation, Is dead body.