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Lyrics of Chiti Pahaad Chadhe Marne Ke Vaste - चीटी पहाड़ चढ़े मरने के वास्ते
chinti pahad chade marne ke waste
chinti pahad chade marne ke waste
ladki kare fashion ladko ke waste
malmal ke kurte pe ye chunri lal lal
malmal ke kurte pe ye chunri lal lal
chunri sarkaye kyu aaste hi aaste
chinti pahad chade marne ke waste
chinti pahad chade marne ke waste
ladka kare natak ladki ke waste bulbul ke
chakkar me firte ye dal dal
bulbul ke chakkar me firte ye dal dal
tikara lagate hai raste raste
chinti pahad chade marne ke waste
ladki kare fashion ladko ke waste
phuljhadi khushbu ki ladi are manchale kar na khata
aa idhar meri jane jigar aise na bate badha
diwane sambhal sambhal aise na machal machal
parde se nikal nikal baho me fisal fisal
parde se nikal nikal baho me fisal fisal
aashik ko bandhle julfo ki dor se
lattu banaye hame nachte nachte
chinti pahad chade marne ke waste
ladka kare natak ladki ke waste
malmal ke kurte pe ye chunri lal lal
chunri sarkaye kyu aaste hi aaste
chinti pahad chade marne ke waste
ladki kare fashion ladko ke waste
ja piya tujhko dil diya o jiya pahlu me aa
mai chali pritam ki gali roko na rasta mera
ab sham dhale dhale palko ke tale
yu milke gale gale ye daur chale chale yu
milke gale gale ye daur chale chale
kaise bache koi dil ke lutero se ghar
tak pahuche gali napke napke
chinti pahad chade marne ke waste
ladki kare fashion ladko ke waste
bulbul ke chakkar me firte ye dal
dal tikara lagate hai raste raste
chinti pahad chade marne ke waste
ladka kare natak ladki ke waste
malmal ke kurte pe ye chunri lal lal
chunri sarkaye kyu aaste hi aaste
chinti pahad chade marne ke waste
ladki kare fashion ladko ke waste
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Chiti Pahaad Chadhe Marne Ke Vaste
An ant ascends the mountain, to die,
An ant ascends the mountain, to die.
A maiden adorns, for fashion's lie,
On muslin soft, the crimson scarf,
On muslin soft, the crimson scarf,
Why does she let it slip, so sly?
An ant ascends the mountain, to die,
An ant ascends the mountain, to die.
A lad performs, for love's decree,
Around the nightingale, he seeks the tree,
Around the nightingale, he seeks the tree,
He stumbles, lost, on every plea.
An ant ascends the mountain, to die,
The maiden adorns, for his decree.
A spark of scent, a playful plea,
Oh, reckless heart, cease your decree!
Come hither, love, my heart, my all,
Speak not such words, lest you should fall.
Enamored, be still, do not writhe,
Come forth from shadow, in my arms, glide.
Come forth from shadow, in my arms, glide,
Bind the lover with tresses of night,
Make us spin, like a whirling light.
An ant ascends the mountain, to die,
The lad performs, for love's decree.
On muslin soft, the crimson scarf,
Why does she let it slip, so sly?
An ant ascends the mountain, to die,
The maiden adorns, for his decree.
Go, beloved, my heart is thine,
Come close, my love, in arms entwine.
I walk the path, where love resides,
Do not impede, my soul that glides.
As twilight falls, beneath the eye,
Thus joined in embrace, let moments fly,
Thus joined in embrace, let moments fly.
How can one escape, heart’s thief,
The journey's end, the street complete?
An ant ascends the mountain, to die,
The maiden adorns, for his decree.
Around the nightingale, he seeks the tree,
He stumbles, lost, on every plea.
An ant ascends the mountain, to die,
The lad performs, for love's decree.
On muslin soft, the crimson scarf,
Why does she let it slip, so sly?
An ant ascends the mountain, to die,
The maiden adorns, for his 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.
