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Lyrics of Item - गोरा बदन लाइटिंग मारे
gora badan lighting maare
goggle pehne taade saare
ankhiyon se tu goli maare
jaan se gaye, aashiq saare
patli kamar jo balkhaye
katwa rani bhi sharmaaye
mar mite sab kahe
haaye paayal tori kyun baaje
chhanak chhanak chhan
chhanak chhanak chhan
chhanak chhanak chhan
chhanak chhanak chhan
chhanak chhanak chhan
paayal tohri baaje
jaade mein tu heater lage
garmi me tu cooler laage
tujhme dekhoon mausam saare
tu aalanwa mohe lage
imli si tu, bisli si tu
mirchi jaisi tikhi laage
jo jage woh kahe
haaye kyun paayal tohri baaje re
chhanak chhanak chhan
chhanak chhanak chhan
chhanak chhanak chhan
chhanak chhanak chhan
chhanak chhanak chhan
paayal tohri baaje
haaye dimple wali
haaye bobby hai tu
homework nahi meri hobby hai tu
main kyun sochu, tu kaun hai
sab kehte hian item hai tu
billi aankhen jo matkaaye
jhatke jo tu to fil aaye
bomb phate sab lute
haaye kyun paayal tohri paayal tohri
paayal tohri baaje
gora badan lighting maare
goggle pehne taade saare
chhoti ungli jo ghumaaye
aishwa bhabhi bhi ghabraaye
mar mite sab kahe
haaye jo paayal tori kyun baaje
Pale skin, a beacon's flash,
Goggles hide, all eyes amass.
From your eyes, a bullet's dart,
Lovers fall, ripped from the heart.
Your slender waist, a swaying grace,
Queens of old blush at your pace.
All surrender, lost in the fray,
Oh, your anklet's song leads astray.
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
Your anklet's music plays.
In winter, a heater's gleam,
In summer, a cooling dream.
In you, all seasons I see,
You're my solace, eternally.
Tamarind sweet, a fizzy delight,
Chili's fire, burning bright.
Those who have fallen, softly sigh,
"Oh, why your anklet's music, why?"
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
Your anklet's music plays.
Oh, dimpled beauty,
Oh, my "Bobby," it's true,
Not homework, but my passion is you.
Why ponder who you might be?
They call you an "item," wild and free.
Your cat-like eyes, a subtle sway,
With every twitch, a world at play.
Bombs explode, all senses flee,
Oh, why your anklet's music,
Your anklet's music,
Your anklet's music plays?
Pale skin, a beacon's flash,
Goggles hide, all eyes amass.
A flick of a finger, a subtle art,
Aishwarya's heart skips a start.
All surrender, whispers rise,
"Oh, your anklet's music, why?"
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
Oh, your anklet's song leads astray.
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
Your anklet's music, your anklet's music,
*Chhanak Chhanak Chhan*
Your anklet's music plays.
*Jhanak Jhanak Jhann*
*Jhanak Jhanak Jhanak*
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.
