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Lyrics of Dushman Sar Par Khada - दुश्मन सर पर खड़ा
dusman sar par khada jag re dusman sar par khada jag re
bharat ki santan katra katra
simat simat kar ban jaye tufan tufan tufan tufan
eye maa tere bache kayi karor
eye maa tere bache kayi karor
andhi tufa ke pale laz teri ke rakhwale
maa tere bache kayi karor eye maa tere bache kayi karor
eye maa tere bache kayi karor
tera aanchal chhune wala hath kat kar rakh denge
tere charno me dusman ka kata hua sar rakh denge
nikal pade hai ran me tere dudh ki kimat dene wale
andhi tufa ke pale laz teri ke rakhwale
eye maa tere bache kayi karor
eye maa tere bache kayi karor
lahu rago me ubal raha aaj kam ye ayega
jaha giregi ek bund waha ek kila ban jayega
mata bete amar hai tere mit kar bhi nahi mitne wale
andhi tufa ke pale laz teri ke rakhwale
eye maa tere bache kayi karor
eye maa tere bache kayi karor
dusaman samjhe sirf ahinsa wadi se ye takkar hai
wo kya jane har ungali me ek sudarsan cahkkar hai
data hue hai mod mod par bhim or arzun matwale
andhi tufa ke pale laz teri ke rakhwale
eye maa tere bache kayi karor
eye maa tere bache kayi karor
andhi tufa ke pale laz teri ke rakhwale
maa tere bache kayi karor eye maa tere bache kayi karor
eye maa tere bache kayi karor tere bache kayi karor
tere bache kayi karor tere bache kayi karor
tere bache kayi karor
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Dushman Sar Par Khada
The foe stands guard, awake, awake,
The foe stands guard, awake, awake.
From India's seed, drop by drop,
Converge, compress, a storm, a storm, a storm, a storm.
O Mother, your children number crores,
O Mother, your children number crores.
Raised by storms and tempests, guardians of your honor,
O Mother, your children number crores,
O Mother, your children number crores.
The hand that dares to touch your veil, we'll sever,
At your feet, the severed head of the foe we'll deliver.
Forth they march to war, to pay the price of your milk,
Raised by storms and tempests, guardians of your honor,
O Mother, your children number crores,
O Mother, your children number crores.
Blood boils in veins, today it shall be of use,
Where a single drop falls, a fortress will induce.
Mother and sons, immortal are you, though vanquished, never gone,
Raised by storms and tempests, guardians of your honor,
O Mother, your children number crores,
O Mother, your children number crores.
The foe believes this is a clash with pacifists alone,
They know not, in each finger, a Sudarshan Chakra is shown.
At every turn, donors, Bhima and Arjuna, brave and bold,
Raised by storms and tempests, guardians of your honor,
O Mother, your children number crores,
O Mother, your children number crores.
Raised by storms and tempests, guardians of your honor,
O Mother, your children number crores,
O Mother, your children number crores.
Your children number crores, your children number crores.
Your children number crores, your children number crores.
Your children number crores.
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.
