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Lyrics of Chunni Le Gaya Kabutar Banke - चुन्नी ले गया कबूतर बनके
chaubaare pe, chaubaare pe mai baithi huyi thi chunni le gaya
ho chunni le gaya kabutar banke
chaubaare pe mai baithi huyi thi chunni le gaya
ho chunni le gaya kabutar banke
chaubaare pe mai baithi huyi thi chunni le gaya
ho chunni le gaya kabutar banke
jee me aaya paapi ke mai pankh kutar du saare
ho jee me aaya paapi ke mai pankh kutar du saare
ja na sake ye luccha aur kisi ke dwaare
pahle ki chori phir seena jori
pahle ki chori phir seena jori
baitha saamne bane re kaisa tanke
chaubaare pe, chaubaare pe mai baithi huyi thi chunni le gaya
ho chunni le gaya kabutar banke
chaubaare pe mai baithi huyi thi chunni le gaya
haaye chunni le gaya kabutar banke
phir ye soch kyu naa isko pinjare me panhuchaau
phir ye soch kyu naa isko pinjare me panhuchaau
chonch mai iski roj maroru aisa sabak sikhaau
wo maarke udaadi kahane laga meri pyaari
wo maarke udaadi kahane laga meri pyaari
kabhi chhat pe naa aana ban than ke
chaubaare pe, chaubaare pe mai baithi huyi thi chunni le gaya
ho chunni le gaya kabutar banke
chaubaare pe mai baithi huyi thi chunni le gaya
haaye chunni le gaya kabutar banke
chaubaare pe mai baithi huyi thi chunni le gaya
haaye chunni le gaya kabutar banke
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Chunni Le Gaya Kabutar Banke
Upon the balcony, I sat, my shawl adrift,
He came and took it, a pigeon's sudden gift.
He came and took it, a pigeon's sudden grace.
Upon the balcony, I sat, my shawl misplaced,
He came and took it, a pigeon's hurried flight.
My heart then urged to clip his wings, to bind,
To tame the rogue, the thieving of his mind.
He'd never wander, bold and ever free,
First theft, then boldness, staring back at me.
He sat before me, arrogant and proud,
Upon the balcony, I sat, my shawl unbound,
He came and took it, a pigeon's fleeting sound.
Then thought arose, to cage him, hold him fast,
To twist his beak, a lesson meant to last.
He rose and flew, then called to me in air,
"My darling, never dress so fine up there."
He rose and flew, his words a whispered tease.
Upon the balcony, I sat, a gust of breeze,
He came and took it, a pigeon's whispered plea.
Upon the balcony, I sat, my shawl, lost, free,
He came and took it, a pigeon's mystery.
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.
