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Lyrics of Ande Se Aayi Murgi, Ya Murgi Se Aaye Ande - अंडे से आई मुर्गी, या मुर्गी से आए अंडे
ande se aai murgi ya murgi se aaye ande
ande se aai murgi ya murgi se aaye ande
din pahla hai monday ya monday se pahle sunday
din pahla hai monday ya monday se pahle sunday
kya lena hai in bato se din ho garam ya thande
dabbu motu chotu gad ke aa gaye jhande
dabbu motu chotu gad ke aa gaye jhande
anhoni bate hoti rahi hai par ye ajuba kaisa hua hai
anhoni bate hoti rahi hai par ye ajuba kaisa hua hai
khilte rahe ye phulo se chehre bhagwan de bas yahi dua
himmat ho jo dil me jeet hi jeet hai fir every day
dabbu motu chotu gad ke aa gaye jhande
dabbu motu chotu gad ke aa gaye jhande
takdir to hai ek band muthi khulte hi aa gai mummy tumhari
takdir to hai ek band muthi khulte hi aa gai mummy tumhari
ik hath ki ham panch ungaliya ek hi kismat ab hai hamari
aao chale hum or tum milakar kandhe se kandhe
dabbu motu chotu gad ke aa gaye jhande
dabbu motu chotu gad ke aa gaye jhande
ande se aai murgi ya murgi se aaye ande
din pahla hai monday ya monday se pahle sunday
kya lena hai in bato se din ho garam ya thande
dabbu motu chotu gad ke aa gaye jhande
dabbu motu chotu gad ke aa gaye jhande
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Ande Se Aayi Murgi, Ya Murgi Se Aaye Ande
The hen from the egg, or the egg from the hen's keep?
The hen from the egg, or the egg from the hen's keep?
Is Monday first, or Sunday the deep?
Is Monday first, or Sunday the deep?
What matters these words, if the day is asleep?
Dabbu, Motu, Chotu, their flags they sweep.
Dabbu, Motu, Chotu, their flags they sweep.
Unspoken things have unfolded, a wonder untold,
Unspoken things have unfolded, a wonder untold,
May faces bloom, may blessings unfold.
With courage of heart, victory's gold.
Dabbu, Motu, Chotu, their flags they sweep.
Dabbu, Motu, Chotu, their flags they sweep.
Destiny's a fist, then opens, your mother's embrace,
Destiny's a fist, then opens, your mother's embrace,
Five fingers one hand, one fate we embrace.
Come, you and I, shoulders we'll trace.
Dabbu, Motu, Chotu, their flags they sweep.
Dabbu, Motu, Chotu, their flags they sweep.
The hen from the egg, or the egg from the hen's keep?
Is Monday first, or Sunday the deep?
What matters these words, if the day is asleep?
Dabbu, Motu, Chotu, their flags they sweep.
Dabbu, Motu, Chotu, their flags they sweep.
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.
