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jamuna kinare teri murali pukare
sakhiya kaise aau ,
chamke hazaro taare
soye jag wale sare dar jau
jo koi jag jaye sharm lag jaye
bharm khul jaye
jhin jhin jhin
jhin baje payaliya
sajra sabk mukh bidiya laga ke
balma chali aa
muh ko chipa ke chut gunghroo hata ke
lup jhup chali aa
nain nahi bole
palak nahi khole o mere balama
athra smbhale re gugath pat dale
usi hole hole hole hole
ghar ke pichade piya band kiwade
jo hai maine khole
na lat lat gire
na lat lat gire
na chudi katke re
jhin jhin jhin
jhin jhin jhin
jhin baje payaliya
jhin jhin jhin
jhin jhin jhin
jhin baje payaliya
kaise aau o chhaliya
kaise aau o chhaliya
jhin jhin baje payaliya
baje payaliya
baje payaliya
baje payaliya
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Chandra Mukhi Chanchal Nayan
A chime, a chime, a chime's soft plea,
The anklets sing, a symphony.
A chime, a chime, a whispered call,
How can I come, my love, through all?
Oh, how to come, my darling heart?
The anklets chime, a work of art.
They chime and chime, in sweet refrain,
A chime, a chime, again, again.
A chime, a chime, the anklets play,
A chime, a chime, along the way.
Yamuna's edge, your flute's sweet sound,
A thousand stars, on hallowed ground.
The world asleep, in silent sleep,
Afraid to wake, a secret to keep.
If any wake, a blush of shame,
The truth revealed, a burning flame.
A chime, a chime, a whispered plea,
The anklets sing, a symphony.
The anklets chime, their rhythm deep.
With painted face, a hidden gleam,
My love, I come, a waking dream.
My face concealed, my anklets hushed,
A secret path, no word is brushed.
My eyes are veiled, my lashes still,
Oh, my beloved, hear my will.
A chime, a chime, a whispered plea,
The anklets sing, a symphony.
A chime, a chime, the anklets play.
Eighteen I keep, my veil concealed,
Softly, softly, love revealed.
Behind the house, my love, you wait,
The doors are locked, to seal my fate.
Then I unveil, a whispered sigh,
No tresses fall, as I draw nigh.
No bangles ring, a silent prayer,
A chime, a chime, beyond compare.
A chime, a chime, a whispered plea,
The anklets sing, a symphony.
A chime, a chime, a whispered call,
How can I come, my love, through all?
Oh, how to come, my darling heart?
The anklets chime, a work of art.
They chime and chime, in sweet refrain,
They chime and chime, again, again.
They chime and chime, and chime again.
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.
