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Lyrics of Gali Gali Mein Shor Hai, Saare Neta Chor Hai - गली गली में शोर है, सारे नेता चोर है
gali gali mein shor hai saare neta chor hai
ab gali gali mein shor hai saare neta chor hai
inhein allaah raam ka mol nahi
inhein allaah raam ka mol nahi
public ki lagati *** hai
india india india
kahan se kare kaise kare kisse shuru karein
neta saare desh ka naam khud ki jebe bhare
bheekh maange haramzade haath jode khade
isaki maa ki usaki maa ki sab ki **
saale neta khud ko raam karein
par raavan jaise kaam karein
saale neta khud ko raam karein
par raavan jaise kaam karein
raavan toh khud ka pakka tha
raavan toh khud ka pakka tha
par yeh toh maa ki ***
india india india
des mera
hai nayi khabar hai nayi dagar india chal india
toh khul ke bolo khul ke yaar india chal india
dekho tv dekho akhbar mera pyaara bhrashtaachaar
abb milake jhelon abb sab jhelon aatink ki maar
jo bhi hai na chhodo yaar khulake bolo
india india india india
des mera des mera
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Gali Gali Mein Shor Hai, Saare Neta Chor Hai
A clamor spills from every lane,
"The leaders, thieves, all stained with stain!"
No value found in Allah's name,
Nor Ram's decree, it's all the same.
The public's trust, a broken thing,
India, India, let the echoes ring.
Where to begin, how to proceed?
From whom to start, sow the seed?
These leaders hoard, the nation's plight,
Stuffing pockets, day and night.
Begging with hands clasped in vain,
A curse on all, a burning pain.
These leaders claim the name of Ram,
Yet deeds of Ravana inflame.
At least Ravana, true to self,
But these... a curse upon their shelf.
India, India, let the echoes ring.
My nation,
A new path, a fresh road, India, move on, India!
So speak your truth, let voices blend, India, move on, India!
Behold the screen, the news we crave, my beloved, corrupted wave.
Now bear the blows, now feel the sting, the terror's mark, the suffering.
Let nothing be, let voices soar,
India, India, forevermore!
My nation, my nation.
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.
