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Original Lyrics
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English Translation
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| Zinda hai toh pyala poora bhar le |
If you're alive then fill your glass up to the brim |
| Kancha phoote choora kaanch kar le |
If the glass breaks, then turn the pieces into another glass |
| Zindagi ka yeh ghada le |
Take this pot of life |
| Ek saans mein chadha le |
And drink it all up in one breath |
| Hichkiyon mein kya hai marna |
Why should we die with hiccups |
| Poora mar le |
It's better to die completely |
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| Koyla kaala hai |
The colour of coal is black |
| Chattanon ne paala hai |
It's raised by mountains |
| Andar kaala, baahar kaala |
It's black from inside and outside |
| Par sacha hai saala |
But still it's real |
| Koyla kaala hai |
The colour of coal is black |
| Chattanon ne paala hai |
It's raised by mountains |
| Andar kaala, baahar kaala |
It's black from inside and outside |
| Par sacha hai saala |
But still it's real |
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| Zinda hai toh pyala poora bhar le |
If you're alive then fill your glass up to the brim |
| Kancha phoote choora kaanch kar le |
If the glass breaks, then turn the pieces into another glass |
| Kancha phoote choora kaanch kar le |
If the glass breaks, then turn the pieces into another glass |
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| Uljhe kyun pairon mein yeh khwaab |
Why are your dreams stuck in your feet |
| Kadmon se resham kheench de |
Release them like silk from your feet |
| Peeche kuch na aage ka hisaab |
Don't think about your past or the future |
| Is pal ki kyaari seench de |
Live in your present |
| Aag zubaan pe rakh de |
Keep a flame burning on your lips |
| Phir chhot ke honth bhi gayenge |
Then even your burning lips will sing |
| Ghaav gungunayenge |
Your wounds will hymn |
| Tere dard geet ban jayenge |
Your pains will turn into songs |
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| Zinda hai toh pyala poora bhar le |
If you're alive then fill your glass up to the brim |
| Kancha phoote choora kaanch kar le |
If the glass breaks, then turn the pieces into another glass |
| Zindagi ka yeh ghada le |
Take this pot of life |
| Ek saans mein chadha le |
And drink it all up in one breath |
| Hichkiyon mein kya hai marna |
Why should we die with hiccups |
| Poora mar le |
It's better to die completely |
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| Koyla kaala hai |
The colour of coal is black |
| Chattanon ne paala hai |
It's raised by mountains |
| Andar kaala, baahar kaala |
It's black from inside and outside |
| Par sacha hai saala |
But still it's real |
| Koyla kaala hai |
The colour of coal is black |
| Chattanon ne paala hai |
It's raised by mountains |
| Andar kaala, baahar kaala |
It's black from inside and outside |
| Par sacha hai saala |
But still it's real |
| Koyla kaala hai |
The colour of coal is black |
| Chattanon ne paala hai |
It's raised by mountains |
| Andar kaala, baahar kaala |
It's black from inside and outside |
| Par sacha hai saala |
But still it's real |
| Koyla kaala hai |
The colour of coal is black |
| Chattanon ne paala hai |
It's raised by mountains |
| Andar kaala, baahar kaala |
It's black from inside and outside |
| Par sacha hai saala |
But still it's real |
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| Zinda! |
Alive! |
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