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Lyrics of Bivi Hai Chiz Sajaavat Ki - बीवी है चीज़ सजावट की
bivi hai chiz sajavat ki
balle balle o yara balle balle
bivi se ghar ko sajate hai
balle balle o yara balle balle
sautan kaa shauq purana hai sautan ko sar pe bithate hai
bharati nahi niyat sautan se sautan ki sautan late hai
balle balle o yara balle balle
bivi hai chiz
o jise duniya sautan kahati hai vo do nambar kaa khata hai
balle balle o yara balle balle
jise kale dhan ki tarah sabaki nazaro se chhupaya jata hai
bivi hai chiz
o_e shiya lahu shiyu o_e shiya lahu
har roz na_e kapado ki tarah badale hai saheli sajan ki
balle balle o yara balle balle
o ik tan se kaha man manata hai karate hai chahat sau tan ki
par sautan ko bhi khabar kaha
balle balle o yara balle balle
mil pati hai inake man ki
ye mard bade hi chalu hai chautarafa jaal bichhate hai
balle balle o yara balle balle
bivi hai chiz
sautan ke chakkar ko sajan chahe lakh chhipa_e hazaro se
balle balle o yara balle balle
lekin ye pakade jaate hai bivi ki tez nigaho se
bivi ki puchhatachh kaa dhag
balle balle o yara balle balle
kuchh kam nahi thanedaro se
bivi to pulis se badhakar hai ye pulis ke log batate hai
balle balle o yara balle balle
bivi hai chiz
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Bivi Hai Chiz Sajaavat Ki
A wife, a thing for adornment's gleam,
Balle balle, oh friend, in life's bright stream!
With wives, the home, we brightly dress,
Balle balle, friend, in happiness.
The rival's thirst, an ancient art,
Upon their heads, we raise their heart.
The thirst unsated, never done,
Another rival, 'neath the sun.
Balle balle, oh friend, the song repeats...
Oh, what the world calls rival's name,
Is but a hidden, numbered game,
Balle balle, oh friend, in secret kept,
Like shadowed wealth, from eyes adept.
A wife, a thing...
O Shia Lahu, Shiu, oh Shia Lahu,
Like daily clothes, the lover's friend anew,
Balle balle, oh friend, in change we find,
One body scarce contents the mind.
A hundred loves, the heart desires,
But rivals know not, passion's fires.
Balle balle, oh friend, the heart's design,
For rivals, no contentment's shine.
These men, so sly, a web they weave,
Balle balle, oh friend, the world believe.
A wife, a thing...
The rival's dance, though hidden deep,
From many eyes, the secrets keep,
Balle balle, oh friend, the game's intent,
Yet caught they are, by glances sent.
A wife's sharp gaze, a knowing eye,
Balle balle, oh friend, as time goes by,
Her questioning, a potent art,
No less than constables, to tear apart.
A wife, the law, and more defined,
Balle balle, oh friend, by all mankind.
A wife, a thing...
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.
