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Original Lyrics
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English Translation
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| Ho ... rang puredi |
Oh ... full of colour |
| Rang rangeeli |
Wearing colourful clothes |
| Ladki chail chabeeli |
This playful girl |
| Usde chanchal nain kataar |
Her fickle eyes are dagger |
| Arre chanchal nain kataar |
Her fickle eyes are dagger |
| Te usda roop bana hathyar |
Her beauty became her weapon |
| Uske roop se katal huye toh |
When her looks killed people |
| Charcha shuru hua |
Then discussions started |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Oye ... khat ke le gaya! |
Hey ... he's back! |
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| Ho ... rang puredi |
Oh ... full of colour |
| Rang rangeeli |
Wearing colourful clothes |
| Chail chabeeli naal |
Her playful style |
| Chanchal nain kataar |
Her fickle eyes are dagger |
| Te usda roop tezz talwar |
Her beauty is a sharp sword |
| Uske roop se katal huye toh |
When her looks killed people |
| Charcha shuru hua |
Then discussions started |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Oye ... khat ke le gaya! |
Hey ... he's back! |
| Khat ke le gaya! |
He's back! |
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| Jab bhi woh ladki |
Whenever that girl |
| Khidki pe aaye |
Came to the window |
| Koi usko dekh mare |
Some died looking at her |
| Koi bin dekhe mar jaye |
Some died without looking at her |
| Guzre gali mohalle se toh |
When she passed through the colony |
| Mela sa lag jaata tha |
Then there used to be a celebration |
| Har ek aashiq Eid manata |
Every lover used to celebrate Eid |
| Bhangda paata tha |
And used to dance |
| Khatam na hota deewano ka |
For crazy lovers it won't end |
| Jalsa shuru hua |
When this procession starts |
| Hey ... nagada nagada nagada baja |
Hey ... the kettledrum started beating |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Oye ... khat ke le gaya! |
Hey ... he's back! |
| Khat ke le gaya! |
He's back! |
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| Meri bhari jawaani ve |
In my youthful days |
| Rajhna joh ganne ki kori |
The lovers used to sing folk songs |
| Mere naalu samjha le |
Make him undertand that |
| Aye kar gayi roop mere di chori |
I used to steal with my looks |
| Meri bhari jawaani ve |
In my youthful days |
| Rajhna joh ganne ki kori |
The lovers used to sing folk songs |
| Mere naalu samjha le |
Make him undertand that |
| Aye kar gayi roop mere di chori |
I used to steal with my looks |
| Mere naalu samjha le |
Make him undertand that |
| Aye kar gayi roop mere di chori |
I used to steal with my looks |
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| Arre bachpan se uska |
Since her childhood |
| Ek deewana tha |
She had one crazy lover |
| Jiska kaam gali ke aashiq |
To shoo away the street lovers |
| Pare hatana tha |
Was his job |
| Dil se jisko maan raha tha |
With his heart he was considering her |
| Apne dil ki rani woh |
The queen of his heart |
| Aur kisi pe hi yaaron |
But friends, for someone else |
| Marti thi marjani woh |
She was crazy |
| Ek kahani khatam toh dooja |
One story ended |
| Kissa shuru hua |
And another one began |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Khat ke le gaya! |
He's back! |
| Oye ... oye ... oye! |
Hey ... hey ... hey! |
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| Ho ... rang puredi |
Oh ... full of colour |
| Rang rangeeli |
Wearing colourful clothes |
| Chail chabeeli naal |
Her playful style |
| Chanchal nain kataar |
Her fickle eyes are dagger |
| Te usda roop tezz talwar |
Her beauty is a sharp sword |
| Uske roop se katal huye toh |
When her looks killed people |
| Charcha shuru hua |
Then discussions started |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Nagada nagada nagada baja |
The kettledrum started beating |
| Oye ... khat ke le gaya! |
Hey ... he's back! |
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