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Lyrics of Kal Saiya Ne Aisi Bowling Kari - कल सैया ने ऐसी बोलिंग करी
kal saiya ne aisi bolling kari, ek over bhi mai khel payi nahi
kal saiya ne aisi bolling kari, ek over bhi mai khel payi nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui
chothe hi gend me out hui, panchwa gend mai jhel pai nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui, panchwa gend mai jhel pai nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui, panchwa gend mai jhel pai nahi
pehala gend pada uska mehanga, tuti choli sarka lehanga
bol damdar thi tej raftar thi, balla sambhale hue mai tyar thi
balla sambhale hue mai tyar thi
kya karti mohe wo jhatka laga
kya karti mohe wo jhatka laga, run koi bhi mai jod pai nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui, panchwa gend mai jhel pai nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui, panchwa gend mai jhel pai nahi
duja bol jab usne mara, dola dola gora tan sara
bol choli pe padi mai piya se ladi
bouncer gend piya dalo na ghadi ghadi
bouncer gend piya dalo na ghadi ghadi
dhire dhire se bolling karo sajna
dhire dhire se bolling karo sajna, mai sajni hu koi lugai nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui, panchwa gend mai jhel pai nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui, panchwa gend mai jhel pai nahi
tije bole ne halat bigadi, julmi tha wo purana khiladi
bol ko gishne laga mujhko takne laga
dil mera darne laga wo muha hasne laga
dil mera darne laga wo muha hasne laga
fir kaske jo mari gend usne, aayi hichki mai par chipai nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui, panchwa gend mai jhel pai nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui, panchwa gend mai jhel pai nahi
chotha gend gazab ka dala, piche hatke khud ko sambhala
chudi tut gayi bindiya chut gayi
meri to gilli udi haye mai thandi padi
meri to gilli udi haye mai thandi padi
bedardi ne out mujhe aisa kiya
bedardi ne out mujhe aisa kiya, der tak hosh me mai aayi nahi
kal saiya ne aisi bolling kari, ek over bhi mai khel payi nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui
chothe hi gend me out hui, panchwa gend mai jhel pai nahi
chothe hi gend me out hui
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Kal Saiya Ne Aisi Bowling Kari
His bowling yesterday, a cruel art,
Not even an over could I play a part.
His bowling yesterday, a cruel art,
Not even an over could I play a part.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn,
The fifth ball's sting, I'd never borne.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn,
The fifth ball's sting, I'd never borne.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn,
The fifth ball's sting, I'd never borne.
First ball, a price I had to pay,
Shattered blouse, a slipping sway.
A ball of power, a furious pace,
My bat held ready, in this place.
My bat held ready, in this place.
What could I do, the blow so swift,
What could I do, the blow so swift,
No run to score, my heart adrift.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn,
The fifth ball's sting, I'd never borne.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn,
The fifth ball's sting, I'd never borne.
Second ball, a strike he sent,
My fair form trembled, heaven-sent.
The ball upon my blouse, I fought,
With my love, "Don't bowl so hot!"
Bouncer balls, my love, cease your chase,
Bouncer balls, my love, cease your chase,
Bowl softly, darling, gentle grace,
Bowl softly, darling, gentle grace,
I'm your beloved, not some wife.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn,
The fifth ball's sting, I'd never borne.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn,
The fifth ball's sting, I'd never borne.
Third ball struck, a wretched scene,
A cruel player, of a bygone keen.
He rubbed the ball, he watched my face,
My heart did fear, in that harsh space.
My heart did fear, in that harsh space.
Then with a force, the ball he hurled,
Then with a force, the ball he hurled,
A sob escaped, my truth unblurred.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn,
The fifth ball's sting, I'd never borne.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn,
The fifth ball's sting, I'd never borne.
Fourth ball came, a wondrous throw,
I stepped back, to and fro.
My bangles broke, my jewel did flee,
My wickets felled, and cold was I.
My wickets felled, and cold was I.
The pitiless one, he did me claim,
The pitiless one, he did me claim,
Lost in a daze, consumed by shame.
His bowling yesterday, a cruel art,
Not even an over could I play a part.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn,
The fifth ball's sting, I'd never borne.
Out on the fourth, my spirit torn.
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.
