Movie: Bhaag Milkha Bhaag
Lyrics: Prasoon Joshi
Singer: Siddharth Mahadevan
Music: Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy
Zindaa, hai to, pyaala, poora bhar le
Kanchaa, phoote, chooraa, kaanch kar le
You're alive, so fill the cup to the brim,
If the glass marble breaks, break the glass to powder..
Zindagi ka ye ghadaa le
Ek saans mein chadhaa le
Hichkiyon mein kyaa hai marna
Poora mar le..
Take this vessel of life,
and drink it in one breath..
It's no good to die in hiccups,
Die once, completely..
Koylaa kaalaa hai
Chattaanon ne paala hai
Andar kaala, baahar kaala
Par sachcha hai saala
(This) coal is black,
and brought up by rocks..
[That is, it's strong.]
It's black inside and black outside,
but it is truthful..
Zinda hai to, pyaala poora bhar le
Kanchaa phoote, chooraa kaanch kar le
Uljhe kyoon pairon mein ye khwaab
Kadmon say resham kheench de
Peechhe kuch na aage ka hisaab
Is pal ki kyaaree seench de
Why are these dreams entangled in my legs,
Pull the silk strings away from my feet..
There is no count of past or future,
Irrigate the seed-bed of this moment..
Aag zubaan pe rakh de
Phir chot ke honth bhigaayenge
Ghaav gungunaayenge
Tere dard geet ban jaayenge
Put fire on the tongue,
Then we'll wet the lips of injury..
The wounds shall sing,
and your pain will become songs..
Zinda hai to, pyaala poora bhar le
Kanchaa phoote, chooraa kaanch kar le
Singer: Siddharth Mahadevan
Music: Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy
Zindaa, hai to, pyaala, poora bhar le
Kanchaa, phoote, chooraa, kaanch kar le
You're alive, so fill the cup to the brim,
If the glass marble breaks, break the glass to powder..
Zindagi ka ye ghadaa le
Ek saans mein chadhaa le
Hichkiyon mein kyaa hai marna
Poora mar le..
Take this vessel of life,
and drink it in one breath..
It's no good to die in hiccups,
Die once, completely..
Koylaa kaalaa hai
Chattaanon ne paala hai
Andar kaala, baahar kaala
Par sachcha hai saala
(This) coal is black,
and brought up by rocks..
[That is, it's strong.]
It's black inside and black outside,
but it is truthful..
Zinda hai to, pyaala poora bhar le
Kanchaa phoote, chooraa kaanch kar le
Uljhe kyoon pairon mein ye khwaab
Kadmon say resham kheench de
Peechhe kuch na aage ka hisaab
Is pal ki kyaaree seench de
Why are these dreams entangled in my legs,
Pull the silk strings away from my feet..
There is no count of past or future,
Irrigate the seed-bed of this moment..
Aag zubaan pe rakh de
Phir chot ke honth bhigaayenge
Ghaav gungunaayenge
Tere dard geet ban jaayenge
Put fire on the tongue,
Then we'll wet the lips of injury..
The wounds shall sing,
and your pain will become songs..
Zinda hai to, pyaala poora bhar le
Kanchaa phoote, chooraa kaanch kar le
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