Lyrics |
Translation |
Purani jeans aur guitar | My old jeans and my guitar |
Mohalle ki woh chhat aur mere yaar | That terrace of my colony and my friends |
Woh raaton ko jaagna | The nights when we stayed up |
Subah ghar jaana koodke deewar | And the mornings when we jumped the wall and went home |
Woh cigarette peena gali mein jaake | Smoking cigarette in the street |
Wob karna daaton ko ghadi ghadi saaf | Shining our teeth all the time |
Pahuchna college hamesha late | Reaching college always late |
Woh kehna sir ka get out from the class | And then the sir telling us to get out from the class |
Woh bahar jaake hamesha kehna | Going out and then always saying that |
Yahan ka system hi hai kharab | The system over here is bad |
Woh jaake canteen mein table bajake | Banging the table in the canteen |
Woh gaane gaana yaaron ke saath | And then singing songs with friends |
Bas yaadein yaadein yaadein reh jaati hai | Only memories get left behind |
Kuch choti choti baatein reh jaati hai | And some small conversations get left behind |
Bas yaadein yaadein yaadein reh jaati hai | Only memories get left behind |
Kuch choti choti baatein reh jaati hai | And some small conversations get left behind |
Bas yaadein | Only memories |
|
|
Woh papa ka daantna | The scoldings of my father |
Woh kehna mummy ka chhodein ji aap | And then my mother protecting me |
Tumhe toh bas nazar aata hai | Her always telling my father |
Jahan mein beta mera hi kharab | That you find only my child naughty in this world |
Woh dil mein sochna karke kuch dikha de | That ambitions in the heart of doing something |
Woh karna planning roz nayi yaar | Creating those new plans everyday |
Ladakpan ka woh pehla pyar | That first love of early youth |
Woh likhna haathon pe A plus R | And then writing A plus R on the hands |
Woh khidki se jhaankna | Peeking from the window |
Woh likhna letter unhe baar baar | Writing her letters again and again |
Woh dena tohfe mein sone ki baaliyan | Gifting her gold earrings |
Woh lena doston se paise udhaar | Borrowing money from friends |
Bas yaadein yaadein yaadein reh jaati hai | Only memories get left behind |
Kuch choti choti baatein reh jaati hai | And some small conversations get left behind |
Bas yaadein yaadein yaadein reh jaati hai | Only memories get left behind |
Kuch choti choti baatein reh jaati hai | And some small conversations get left behind |
Bas yaadein | Only memories |
|
|
Aisa yaadon ka mausam chala | Such is the season of memories |
Bhoolta hi nahi dil mera | That my heart doesn't forget all this |
Kahan meri jeans aur guitar | Where are my old jeans and my guitar |
Mohalle ki woh chhat aur mere yaar | That terrace of my colony and my friends |
Woh raaton ko jaagna | The nights when we stayed up |
Subah ghar jaana koodke deewar | And the mornings when we jumped the wall and went home |
Purani jeans aur guitar | My old jeans and my guitar |
Mohalle ki woh chhat aur mere yaar | That terrace of my colony and my friends |
Woh raaton ko jaagna | The nights when we stayed up |
Subah ghar jaana koodke deewar | And the mornings when we jumped the wall and went home |
Purani jeans aur guitar | My old jeans and my guitar |
Mohalle ki woh chhat aur mere yaar | That terrace of my colony and my friends |