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Lyrics of Daudo Ji Chor Chor Bhaga Dil Chura Ke - दौड़ो जी चोर चोर भागा दिल चुरा के
daudo ji chor chor bhaga dil chura ke
chilana chhod chhod le ja dil utha ke
daudo ji chor chor bhaga dil chura ke
chilana chhod chhod le ja dil utha ke
haye tumse pyar hai jaan nisar hai
ho thanda bukhar hai maula ki maar hai
daudo ji chor chor bhaga dil chura ke
chilana chhod chhod le ja dil utha ke
najare mila ke tune bijli gira ke tune
haye mujhe lut liya apna bana ke tune
aanshu bahaye kahe dong rachaye kahe
bholi si naag hu mai komal dhaye kahe
nata na todd todd julfe me uljha ke
chilana chhod chhod le ja dil utha ke
haye tumse pyar hai jaan nisar hai
ho thanda bukhar hai maula ki maar hai
daudo ji chor chor bhaga dil chura ke
chilana chhod chhod le ja dil utha ke
nanhi si jaan hu mai bada pareshan hu mai
sun lo fariyad meri tuti hui taan hu mai
ja re bieman hai tu jutha inshan hai tu
dagmag panv tere banta jawan hai tu
najro ki dorr dorr khincho na thadapa ke
chilana chhod chhod le ja dil utha ke
haye tumse pyar hai jaan nisar hai
ho thanda bukhar hai maula ki maar hai
daudo ji chor chor bhaga dil chura ke
chilana chhod chhod le ja dil utha ke
pehli mulalkat nahi naya naya sath nahi
chori chori pyar karna koi buri baat nahi
hatho me hath nahi koi nayi baat nahi
ulfat nibane wale aashiq ke sath nahi
mukhda na modd modd jalim dil tarsa ke
chilana chhod chhod le ja dil utha ke
haye tumse pyar hai jaan nisar hai
ho thanda bukhar hai maula ki maar hai
daudo ji chor chor bhaga dil chura ke
chilana chhod chhod le ja dil utha ke
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Daudo Ji Chor Chor Bhaga Dil Chura Ke
Hark, a thief, heart in flight, stolen and gone,
Cease your cries, let him take what he's won.
Hark, a thief, heart in flight, stolen and gone,
Cease your cries, let him take what he's won.
Oh, for you, love's flame, life I'd give,
A fever's chill, by fate's harsh decree I live.
Hark, a thief, heart in flight, stolen and gone,
Cease your cries, let him take what he's won.
Eyes met, lightning flashed, a soul ensnared,
You plundered me, claimed, my heart you shared.
Why these tears? Why this charade's guise?
A serpent soft, in innocence I rise.
Do not sever ties, in tresses entwine,
Cease your cries, let him take what is thine.
Oh, for you, love's flame, life I'd give,
A fever's chill, by fate's harsh decree I live.
Hark, a thief, heart in flight, stolen and gone,
Cease your cries, let him take what he's won.
A fragile soul, burdened and sore,
Hear my plea, a fragmented encore.
Go, deceiver, a false facade you wear,
Unsteady steps, a youth unaware.
Do not bind with eyes, my heart you tease,
Cease your cries, let him take what he sees.
Oh, for you, love's flame, life I'd give,
A fever's chill, by fate's harsh decree I live.
Hark, a thief, heart in flight, stolen and gone,
Cease your cries, let him take what he's won.
Not first meeting, nor a fresh start to see,
To love in secret, a taboo, it can't be.
No hands entwined, no novelty there,
With lovers true, devotion to share.
Do not turn away, tormenting my soul,
Cease your cries, let him make you whole.
Oh, for you, love's flame, life I'd give,
A fever's chill, by fate's harsh decree I live.
Hark, a thief, heart in flight, stolen and gone,
Cease your cries, let him take what he's won.
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.
