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Lyrics of Jhume Mori Beliya Preet Re - झूमे मोरी बेलिया प्रीत रे
jhume mori beliya preet re
jhume mori beliya preet re
aaye aaye more man meet re
jhume mori beliya preet re
sare deep raat ke jal uthe
lo aap jhum ke aa hi gaye
aa aa aa aa
sare deep raat ke jal uthe
lo aap jhum ke aa hi gaye
aaj bhini hawa ke raag par
gaao jhum jhum ab more banware
jhume mori beliya preet re
o ji aao bhi man har banwari
ab jivan me rup bhare bhaw liye
aa aa aa aa
o ji aao bhi man har banwari
ab jivan me rup bhare bhaw liye
meri bholi siya ban dhith re
gori jaaye na umar mori beet re
aise bole rasbhare geet re
tum rup mere bhole praan re
tum prem din le aao re
tera rup gulabi sa jaam main
aisi chhavi par vari vari jaau main
jhume mori beliya preet re
aaye aaye more man meet re
aise bole rasbhare geet re
nayi nayi kare ab geet re
jhume mori beliya preet re
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Jhume Mori Beliya Preet Re
My love, my creeper, swayed by love's sweet tide,
My love, my creeper, swayed, nowhere to hide.
My heart's beloved, he came, he came to my side,
My love, my creeper, swayed, nowhere to hide.
All the lamps of night, they ignited bright,
See, you yourself, you swayed into the light.
(Aah, aah, aah, aah)
All the lamps of night, they ignited bright,
See, you yourself, you swayed into the light.
Now upon the breeze's fragrant, whispered song,
Sing, sway along, my wild one, all night long.
My love, my creeper, swayed by love's sweet tide.
Oh, come, enchant me, my heart's own wild one,
Now life is overflowing with colors, every one.
(Aah, aah, aah, aah)
Oh, come, enchant me, my heart's own wild one,
Now life is overflowing with colors, every one.
My innocent Sita, become playfully bold,
My fair one, let not my life grow old.
Sing these songs, overflowing with grace.
You are my form, my innocent breath,
Bring forth love's day, escape from death.
Your form, a rosy goblet, I embrace,
To your image, I surrender all my space.
My love, my creeper, swayed by love's sweet tide,
My heart's beloved, he came, he came to my side.
Sing these songs, overflowing with grace,
Compose new songs, at your own pace.
My love, my creeper, swayed by love's sweet tide.
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.
