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Info from http://qawwal.blogspot.in/2009/03/ishq-mein-tere-koh-e-gham.html (the audio there is a shorter version, best avoided.)

Ishq Mein Tere Koh-e-Gham - عشق میں تیرے كوہ غم
Qawwali at Noor Cultural Centre, Toronto

عشق میں تیرے كوہ غم سر پہ لیا جو ہو سو ہو
عیش و نشاط زندگی چھوڑ دیا جو ھو سو ھو


لاگ كی آگ لگتے ھی بمبا نمد یہ جل گیا
رخت وجود و جان و تن كچھ نہ بچا جو ھو سو ھو

عقل كے مدرسے سے اٹھ، عشق كے مدرسے میں آ
جام فنا و بیخودی اب تو پیا جو ھو سو ھو




Hazrat Shah Niyaz (1742-1834).

Posted again after the comment from Asif Hasnain from Vienna.

"Just beautiful, both the kalaam and the rendition. Transports the listener. The power of love of music, of the creator, of life, of the eternal. Thank you for this wonderful post, which I came across just now. " Asif Hasnain.

There was a beautiful mood created that night which can be felt through this particular ghazal. Both the qawwals and the audience were in heaven and feeding off each other. The style (andaaz-e-bayan) takes me back to other recitals I heard during my childhood.
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Qawwali Recital at The Noor Cultural Centre, Toronto - 2008
Kalam: Hazrat Shah Niyaz (1742-1834).

Ishq mein tere koh-e-gham sar pe liya jo ho so ho
aesh-o-nishaat-e-zindagi chhord diya jo ho so ho

Laag ki aag lagte hi, Bamba namad yeh jal gaya
Rakht-e-wojood-e-jaano tak kuchh na bacha jo ho so ho

Aql ke Madrase se uth, Ishq ke Maikade mein aa
Jaame Fanaa-o-Bekhudi ab to Piya jo ho so ho

Hijr ki jo museebatein, arz kiin uske rubaru
Naazo adaa se muskura, kehne lagaa jo ho so ho

Hasti ke is saraab mein, Raat ki Raat bas rahe
Subhe Adam Huaa Numoo, Paaon Uthaa jo ho so ho
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Translation: Saqib Mumtaz
Mountains of agony, i bear in your love now, come what may.
The luxuries of life, i forsake now, come what may.

In the fervor of love, the threads of being seared,
the fabric of body, form, self; all charred now, come what may.

Rise from the seminary of reason, enter the tavern of love
From chalice of annihilation and selflessness, drink now, come what may.

The pangs of seperation, I bared before the beloved
With an airy smile said, "now, come what may."

In the mirage of this body, I seek the night only
And if Adam appears with the morning, I could raise the feet, come what may!

Thanks to Zahid Khan & Atique Azad and last but least the
Noor Cultural Centre

Qawwali: Ishq Mein Teray Koh-e-Gham by Fareed Ayaz and Abu Mohammad

می دانم کہ آخر چوں دمِ دیدار می رقصم
مگر نازم بایں ذوق کہ پیشِِ یار می رقصم
(How is it that at mere sight I am enraptured?
But it is only proper; it is for love I dance)

تو آں قاتل کہ از بہرِ تماشہ خون من ریزی
منم بسمل کہ زیرِ خنجرِ خونخوار می رقصم
(Such display may cause my killer to lust for my blood
And meek under the thirsty blade, I dance)

بیا جاناں تماشا کن کہ درانبوہ جانبازاں
بصد سامانِ رسوائی سرِ بازار می رقصمکہ 
(O life, see me amidst hordes of your fearless lovers
Shouldering my shame before their eyes, I dance)

منم عثمان مروندیؔ كہ یارِ شیخ منصورم
ملامت می کُند خلقِ و من بردار می رقصم
(For I am Usman of Marwand, apostle of Mansoor the Wise
Creation chides and condemns, and on the gallows, I dance.)

Nami Danam Keh Akhir Choon By Abu Muhammad And Farid Ayaz

"Mori Bangri Murak Gayi Ae Re Chhail, Woh Toh Aawat Jaawat Roke Gail" simply means "My Bangle Got Bent O My Lover, He Stops Me On My Way As I Come And Go" in brij or braj language. It is a beautiful representation of playful love in qawwali by brothers Fareed Ayaz and Abu Mohammad, who are direct descendants of legendary poet Amir Khusrow. They have a 700+ years of qawwali legacy, which can be felt effortlessly in their unbelievable skill of playing with the notations and the wide scales of their vocal ability. Fused with mild groovy techno music, this qawwali experience would enthrall you whether you are an avid qawwali fan or a novice.       

Mori Bangri - Fareed Ayaz & Abu Muhammad

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86. FRANK ZAPPA - PHILLY '76 CD2 - 01. BLACK NAPKINS

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

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