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hey ghummar ghammar maru valonu gaaje
ghammar ghammar maru valonu gaaje
shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
hey shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
jamuna ne kanthe hu to murli vagadu
jamuna ne kanthe hu to morli vagadu
morli vagadi thara dalna rijaaun
morli vagadi thara dalna rijaaun
hey vagi vagi morli ne bhuli hu to bhan
hey vagi morli ne bhuli hu to bhan
vagi morli ne bhuli hu to bhan
shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
maara shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
chaar panch govadiya tode vadine
chaar panch govadiya tode vadine
ek bija ne kandhe chadhi ne
ek bija ne kandhe chadhi ne
hey matuki ma morli mare maro shyam
hey matuki ma morli mare maro shyam
matuki ma morli mare maro shyam
shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
hey mara shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
hey ghummar ghammar maru valonu gaaje
ghammar ghammara maru valonu gaaje
shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
hey mara shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
hey mara shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
hey mara shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
hey mara shyam aavi ne mari matuki fode
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Ghammar Ghammar
The churning churn of the wind's wild cry,
The churning churn of the wind's wild cry,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks.
By the Jamuna's edge, my flute I play,
By the Jamuna's edge, my flute I play,
My flute's song, for your heart to sway,
My flute's song, for your heart to sway.
Lost in the flute's sweet, wild command,
Lost in the flute's sweet, wild command,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks.
Four or five cowherds, the fences they rend,
Four or five cowherds, the fences they rend,
Upon each other's shoulders they ascend,
Upon each other's shoulders they ascend.
My Shyam, the flute, in the clay he does place,
My Shyam, the flute, in the clay he does place,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks.
The churning churn of the wind's wild cry,
The churning churn of the wind's wild cry,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks.
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks.
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks.
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks,
My Shyam arrives, my vessel he breaks.
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.
