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Lyrics of Bada Hai Banka Mera Devriya Pyara Ye Nandalal - बड़ा है बांका मेरा देवरिया प्यारा ये नन्दलाल
bada hai banka mera devariya
pyara ye nandlal
ae aaj hai dhany janamdin iska
are do re nagaro pe tan
mathura me janme gokul me khele
mathura me janme gokul me khele
phir aaye dwaarika dham
shayam ji ka kya kahna
gopiyo ke pyar me makhan chura ke
duniya me hue badnam
shayam ji ka kya kahna
kya kahna o ho kya kahna
shayam ji ka kya kahna
bachpan me the bade natkhat ye kanha
natkhat ye kanha
bas inka dhanda tha sabko satana
sabko satana
gagriya patakte kabhi, chunariya jhatakte kabhi
kunjh me bhatakte kabhi, ghat par matakte kabhi
gagriya patakte kabhi, chunariya jhatakte kabhi
kunjh me bhatakte kabhi, ghat par matakte kabhi
o adhbut the sab inke kaam
shayam ji ka kya kahna
mathura me janme gokul me khele
phir aaye dwaarika dham
shayam ji ka kya kahna
kya kahna o ho kya kahna
shayam ji ka kya kahna
bahar se kuch hai bhitar se kuch hai
hamre ye govind gopala
hamre ye govind gopala
gori gori gudiyo se briz balao pe
lattu bade the ye lala
lattu bade the ye lala
gore badan jaha jaha, tirchhe nayan jaha jaha
nayi chitwan jaha jaha, vashikaran jaha jaha
gore badan jaha jaha, tirchhe nayan jaha jaha
nayi chitwan jaha jaha, vashikaran jaha jaha
o waha waha inka mukam
shayam ji ka kya kahna
mathura me janme gokul me khele
phir aaye dwaarika dham
shayam ji ka kya kahna
gopiyo ke pyar me makhan chura ke
duniya me hue badnam
shayam ji ka kya kahna
kya kahna o ho kya kahna
shayam ji ka kya kahna
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Bada Hai Banka Mera Devriya Pyara Ye Nandalal
My brother, the bold one, is he,
My beloved Nandlala, so free.
Blessed is this day, his birth's sweet start,
Let the drums resound, tear apart
The veil of silence, let joy impart.
In Mathura, He was born, in Gokul, He played,
Then to Dwarka's sacred shore, He swayed.
Oh, what can one say of Shyam, so grand?
In the love of the Gopis, a mischievous hand,
Stole butter, in the world, He was planned.
Oh, what can one say, oh, what can one say?
Oh, what can one say of Shyam today?
As a child, a mischievous Kanha, so bright,
His joy was to tease, his delight.
Crushing the pitchers, the veils he'd seize,
In the groves He'd roam, by the ghats, He'd appease.
Crushing the pitchers, the veils He'd seize,
In the groves He'd roam, by the ghats, He'd appease.
Oh, His deeds, a marvel, a wondrous gleam.
Oh, what can one say of Shyam's dream?
In Mathura, He was born, in Gokul, He played,
Then to Dwarka's sacred shore, He swayed.
Oh, what can one say of Shyam, so grand?
Oh, what can one say, oh, what can one say?
Oh, what can one say of Shyam today?
Outwardly one thing, inwardly, another,
This is our Govinda, our brother.
On fair-skinned maidens, the Braj's delight,
Lal, so enraptured, with all of his might.
On fair bodies, where eyes did slant,
Where new glances, did love enchant.
On fair bodies, where eyes did slant,
Where new glances, did love enchant.
Oh, His presence, wherever He'd plant.
Oh, what can one say of Shyam's chant?
In Mathura, He was born, in Gokul, He played,
Then to Dwarka's sacred shore, He swayed.
Oh, what can one say of Shyam, so grand?
In the love of the Gopis, a mischievous hand,
Stole butter, in the world, He was planned.
Oh, what can one say, oh, what can one say?
Oh, what can one say of Shyam today?
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