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Lyrics of Door Nagariya Tori Ho Umraav O Balma Re - दूर नगरिया तोरी हो उमराव ओ बलमा रे
dur nagariya tori ho umraav o balma re
dur nagariya tori ho umraav o balma re
teri kasam man bhaaye balamva
pipal ki thandi thandi chaav re
teri kasam man bhaaye balamva
pipal ki thandi thandi chaav re
lambhi dagariya baali umariya
mehandi lagi more paanv re more paanv re
ho badi lambi, ho unchi nichi dagariya tori
ho umraav o balma re
dur nagariya tori ho umraav o balma re
aankho me kajra haatho me gajra
haiya me tori aas re
paapi papiha se puchhe koyaliya
kaun gaanv tora baas re tora baas re
ho badi lambi, ho unchi nichi dagariya tori
ho umraav o balma re
dur nagariya tori ho umraav o balma re
kheto ke paar aai, aai bahaar aaja
aaja sunaaun tohe geet re
kheto ke paar aai, aai bahaar aaja
aaja sunaaun tohe geet re
bhauro ko bela chameli pukaare
aaja more man ke meet re
man ke meet re, man ke meet re
ho badi lambi, ho unchi nichi dagariya tori
ho umraav o balma re
dur nagariya tori ho umraav o balma re
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Door Nagariya Tori Ho Umraav O Balma Re
Your distant city, my lord, my love,
Your distant city, my lord, my love.
By your oath, my heart finds joy,
Beneath the peepal's cool, cool bower.
By your oath, my heart finds joy,
Beneath the peepal's cool, cool bower.
Long is the road, young is my life,
Henna stains upon my feet, my feet.
Oh, so long, so uneven, your path,
My lord, my love, my lord.
Your distant city, my lord, my love.
Kajal in my eyes, jasmine in my hand,
Hope resides within my breast.
The sinful cuckoo asks the koel,
What village is your dwelling, your dwelling?
Oh, so long, so uneven, your path,
My lord, my love, my lord.
Your distant city, my lord, my love.
Across the fields, spring has arrived, come,
Come, let me sing a song for you.
Across the fields, spring has arrived, come,
Come, let me sing a song for you.
Bees call to jasmine and to bela,
Come, my heart's beloved,
My heart's beloved, my heart's beloved.
Oh, so long, so uneven, your path,
My lord, my love, my lord.
Your distant city, my lord, my love.
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
