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Lyrics of Chacha Ne Chachi Ko Chandi Ke - चाचा ने चाची को चांदी के
chacha ne chachi ko chandi ke
chamche me chatni chatai meri teri kar di sagai
chacha ne chachi ko chandi ke
chamche me chatni chatai meri teri kar di sagai
chacha ne chachi ko chandi ke
chamche me chatni chatai teri meri kaise sagai
chahenge tujhko nibha bhi karenge
ki hai sagai to biyah bhi karenge
chahenge tujhko nibha bhi karenge
ki hai sagai to biyah bhi karenge
khawab tera jhuta hamari na pategi
saath tere meri to ek raat na kategi
chacha ne chachi ko chandi ke
chamche me chatni chatai meri teri kar di sagai
chacha ne chachi ko chandi ke
chamche me chatni chatai teri meri kaise sagai
humko apna bachpan dikhaegi jawani
pyar humko dega ek nanhi si nishani
humko apna bachpan dikhaegi jawani
pyar humko dega ek nanhi si nishani
thodi si mehangai aur itni kamai
kaise hogi munne ki padhai aur likhai
chacha ne chachi ko chandi ke
chamche me chatni chatai meri teri kar di sagai
chacha ne chachi ko chandi ke
chamche me chatni chatai teri meri kaise sagai
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Chacha Ne Chachi Ko Chandi Ke
In silver spoons, the aunt fed the uncle chutney,
Sealing our fates, your hand in mine, a twisted decree.
In silver spoons, the aunt fed the uncle chutney,
Sealing our fates, your hand in mine, a bitter decree.
I will yearn, I will strive, to make this work,
Since this betrothal, a wedding, a cruel perk.
I will yearn, I will strive, to make this work,
Since this betrothal, a wedding, a cruel perk.
Your dreams, a lie, our paths won't align,
A single night with you, I can't define.
In silver spoons, the aunt fed the uncle chutney,
Sealing our fates, your hand in mine, a twisted decree.
In silver spoons, the aunt fed the uncle chutney,
Sealing our fates, your hand in mine, a bitter decree.
You will show me youth, in the prime of your years,
Love will gift us, a tiny child, a tear.
You will show me youth, in the prime of your years,
Love will gift us, a tiny child, a tear.
A meager wage, prices ever soar,
How will our child learn, and ever explore?
In silver spoons, the aunt fed the uncle chutney,
Sealing our fates, your hand in mine, a twisted decree.
In silver spoons, the aunt fed the uncle chutney,
Sealing our fates, your hand in mine, a bitter decree.
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.
