| Oh, bring some henna And dye her hands The mirror and the henna are full of shapes and designs If you don't have henna Bring some from Mazār If you don't have a mirror Bring one from Kabul Today, I sense the breeze from my beloved's [land] (Bring the henna and dye her hands) I smell the scent of the flower of my anticipation (Bring the henna and dye her hands) It is my opportunity to have some color in her appearance (Bring the henna and dye her hands) I am a mirror and my spring is coming (Bring the henna and dye her hands) Oh, bring some henna And dye her hands The mirror and the henna are full of shapes and designs Oh, bring some henna And dye her hands The mirror and the henna are full of shapes and designs If you don't have henna Bring some from Mazār If you don't have a mirror Bring one from Kabul It is the morning and I have not seen her [yet], she might come at night (Bring the henna and dye her hands) My beloved might come to the rooftop (Bring the henna and dye her hands) I will scatter seeds all around her (Bring the henna and dye her hands) She might come down desiring the seeds1 and I'll trap her (Bring the henna and dye her hands) Oh, bring some henna And dye her hands The mirror and the henna are full of shapes and designs Oh, bring some henna And dye her hands The mirror and the henna are full of shapes and designs If you don't have henna Bring some from Mazār If you don't have a mirror Bring one from Kabul
Credits Song: Afghanistan folk song Lyricist: Vaghef Lahoori Artist: Elaha Soroor Featuring artist: Kefaya Music video: Courtesy of Elaha Soroor Text & translation: Fantasy on lyricstranslate.com Copyright: Fair use principle, for educational purposes. |