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Lyrics of Dur Dur Se Baat Karo Tum Paas Na Aao Jee - दूर दूर से बात करो तुम पास ना आओ जी
dur dur se bat karo tum pas na aao ji
pas tere hum aayega tum dur na jao ji
dur dur se bat karo tum pas na aao ji
oye pas tere hum aayega tum dur na jao ji
bambai me jab tera judai bambai me jab tera judai
hamko bahut sataya chhod ke itli sambhar dhosha
gajal trejedi gaya chhod ke itli sambhar dhosha
gajal trejedi gaya teri yad me neer bahaya
aji tum bhi hamko kajri thumri thappa sunao ji
pas tere hum aayega tum dur na jao ji
dur dur se bat karo tum pas na aao ji
oye pas tere hum aayega tum dur na jao ji
aakar fas gaye pas tumhare dekha kaise jhuthe
o o dekha kaise jhuthe
aakar fas gaye pas tumhare dekha kaise jhuthe
tan bedhangi mar ke maska
tan bedhangi mar ke maska
geet pyar ke bol haye re tar jiya ka chu
dhire dhire bat karo mat bheja khao ji
pas tere hum aayega tum dur na jao ji
dur dur se bat karo tum pas na aao ji
oye pas tere hum aayega tum dur na jao ji
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Dur Dur Se Baat Karo Tum Paas Na Aao Jee
From afar, you speak, yet draw not near,
Oh, I would come to you, lest you disappear.
From afar, you speak, yet draw not near,
Oh, I would come to you, lest you disappear.
In Bombay, when your absence did reside,
Bombay, when your absence did reside,
It tormented us, so profoundly,
Leaving behind Italian delights, sambhar dosa,
The ghazal, a tragedy, we cried.
Leaving behind Italian delights, sambhar dosa,
The ghazal, a tragedy, we cried.
In your memory, tears flowed in the night,
Oh, sing us a Kajri, a Thumri, a Thapa, so bright.
Oh, I would come to you, lest you disappear.
From afar, you speak, yet draw not near,
Oh, I would come to you, lest you disappear.
Entrapped, we fell, close beside you,
See how false these bonds are,
Entrapped, we fell, close beside you,
See how false these bonds are.
A discordant tune, dying, the buttered lies,
A discordant tune, dying, the buttered lies.
Songs of love, oh, the heart's threads, they cry!
Speak softly, do not drain us,
Oh, I would come to you, lest you disappear.
From afar, you speak, yet draw not near,
Oh, I would come to you, lest you disappear.
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.
