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Original Lyrics
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English Translation
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| Nazrein milte hi nazron se nazron ko churaye |
You look into my eyes and then look away from me |
| Kaisi yeh haya teri joh tu palkon ko jhukaye |
What's this shyness in you that your eyes look down |
| Rab joh poshida hai usko nihare tu |
You stare at God who never appears in front of you |
| Aur joh garveeda hai usko taale tu |
And you ignore the one who's in front of you |
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| Teri jhalak asharfi |
Your glance is like a gold coin |
| Srivalli, naina madak barfi |
Srivalli, your eyes are like sweets |
| Teri jhalak asharfi |
Your glance is like a gold coin |
| Srivalli, baatein do harfi |
Srivalli, they say a few sweet things |
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| Saara zamana hai mere peeche |
The entire world is running behind me |
| Par yeh deewana hai tere peeche |
But this crazy one is running behind you |
| Sar yeh jhukne na doon duniya ke aage |
I don't bow my head in front of the world |
| Par teri payal dekhun karke sar neeche |
But I look down to stare at your anklets |
| Na tamanna heera panna |
I don't want diamonds |
| Mujhko hai bas tera banna |
I just want to become yours |
| Ek jhalak teri aankhon mein khwaab saja jaaye |
One glance of yours adorns a dream in my eyes |
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| Teri jhalak asharfi |
Your glance is like a gold coin |
| Srivalli, naina madak barfi |
Srivalli, your eyes are like sweets |
| Teri jhalak asharfi |
Your glance is like a gold coin |
| Srivalli, baatein do harfi |
Srivalli, they say a few sweet things |
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| Teri saheliyan saada mamooli |
Your friends are average looking |
| Uske muqable thodi tu bhali |
You're very beautiful compared to them |
| Jaise hi solwaan chadh jaye sawan |
The moment you turned sixteen you started glowing |
| Tu kya har ladki dikhe phoolon ki kali |
It's not just you, every girl looks like flowers |
| Bans pe lipti laal saree |
The red saree on you |
| Woh bhi dikhe rajkumari |
Makes you look like a queen |
| Jhumke bindi aur gajre se roop nikhar jaaye |
The earrings, bindi and garland enhance your beauty |
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| Teri jhalak asharfi |
Your glance is like a gold coin |
| Srivalli, naina madak barfi |
Srivalli, your eyes are like sweets |
| Teri jhalak asharfi |
Your glance is like a gold coin |
| Srivalli, baatein do harfi |
Srivalli, they say a few sweet things |
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