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Lyrics of Bichuva Bane Piya Tere Nain - बिछुआ बने पिया तेरे नैन
bichua bane piya tere nain hamka
dase sari sari rain dank lage hay re
bichua bane piya tere nain hamka
dase sari sari rain dank lage hay re
tune mohe chhuva jab saiya mai samjhi thandak padegi
tujhse milke kise tha malum ke bechani aur badegi
tune mohe chhuva jab saiya mai samjhi thandak padegi
tujhse milke kise tha malum ke bechani aur badegi
o jagi teri lagan aisi tan me jaise agan jagi hay re
bichua bane piya tere nain hamka
dase sari sari rain dank lage hay re
aisi papan andheri raina na sujhe koi sahara aaha
banke suyi chubhe mere ji me jo tute koi bhi tara
aisi papan andheri raina na sujhe koi sahara aaha
banke suyi chubhe mere ji me jo tute koi bhi tara
aa aaja aaja balam ab tere bin jina zahar lage hay re
bichua bane piya tere nain hamka
dase sari sari rain dank lage hay re
bichua bane piya tere nain hamka
dase sari sari rain dank lage hay re
bichua dhadak dhadak ke dhadke aur phir tadpe ha
dhadak dhadak ke dhadke aur phir tadpe ha
mukh se tera aanchal gori angul angul sarke
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Bichuva Bane Piya Tere Nain
My love, your eyes, nettles of fire,
Stinging me all night, a piercing desire.
My love, your eyes, nettles of fire,
Stinging me all night, a piercing desire.
When you touched me, my love, I thought coolness would fall,
Didn't know meeting you, would ignite, enthrall.
When you touched me, my love, I thought coolness would fall,
Didn't know meeting you, would ignite, enthrall.
A passion awakened, a fire in my soul,
My love, your eyes, nettles of fire,
Stinging me all night, a piercing desire.
In this dark night of sin, no solace I see,
A needle of pain, pricking my heart, you, for me.
In this dark night of sin, no solace I see,
A needle of pain, pricking my heart, you, for me.
Come, come my love, life without you, a poison I taste,
My love, your eyes, nettles of fire,
Stinging me all night, a piercing desire.
My love, your eyes, nettles of fire,
Stinging me all night, a piercing desire.
The nettles throb, throb, then writhe in pain,
Throb, throb, then writhe in pain,
From your lips the veil slips, a touch I'll sustain.
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.
