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Lyrics of Joban Chhalke - बन ठन के गोरा कहाँ चली ओ
ban than ke gora kaha chali o
thara mhaare se jor
muhn ki khaave sadhi chor
bijli si kadke ghanghor
bhitar bhitar paale por
kaise chalun main to tikhad tikhad ke
ho joban chhalke joban chhalke
ho joban chhalke joban chhalke
he thara mhaare se jor
muhn ki khaave sadhi chor
bijli si kadke ghanghor
bhitar bhitar paale por
kaise chalun main to tikhad tikhad ke
ho joban chhalke joban chhalke
ho joban chhalke joban chhalke
ho baajan wali mane diye ke le ri jholi me
ke le ri jholi me
aari bhari achraj paas pados kare ikraane me
aari bhari achraj paas pados kare ikraane me
are court kacheri band pad gaye, bhaggi pad gayi thane me
are court kacheri band pad gaye, bhaggi pad gayi thane me
upar upar ka hai shor, bhitar bhitar hai sab chor
sare ke sare muhjor, baato ka koi aur na chhor
jime mukhote ye badal badal ke
ho joban chhalke joban chhalke
ho joban chhalke joban chhalke
ho baajan wali mane diye ke le ri jholi me
ke le ri jholi me
chaandan raat me pisan baithi
khid khid daant bajaaun jo
chaandan raat me pisan baithi
khid khid daant bajaaun jo
nas nas meri kas kas jaave
bar bas dar dar jaaun to
nas nas meri kas kas jaave
bar bas dar dar jaaun to
kaise maare vo kilkor
mastaave sawan ki dor
jauvan hai bawal chitchor
dhak dhak ji me uthe hilor
sabka ud jaave pighad pighad ke
ho joban chhalke joban chhalke
ho joban chhalke joban chhalke
ho baajan wali mane diye ke le ri jholi me
ke le ri jholi me
are ke le ri jholi me
are tu le ri jholi me
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Joban Chhalke
Dressed and adorned, where do you go, fair one?
Your strength against mine, a futile fight.
The thief of the heart, tastes only defeat.
Like lightning's crack in thunder's might.
Within, a freezing, hidden blight.
How can I walk, so quick, so swift?
Oh, youth spills, youth spills forth.
Oh, youth spills, youth spills forth.
Your strength against mine, a futile fight.
The thief of the heart, tastes only defeat.
Like lightning's crack in thunder's might.
Within, a freezing, hidden blight.
How can I walk, so quick, so swift?
Oh, youth spills, youth spills forth.
Oh, youth spills, youth spills forth.
Oh, the story-teller, grant me a handful of light,
Place it in my waiting sack.
A weighty wonder, the neighbors whisper,
Whispers of the night.
Courts and jails have fallen silent,
The police station now in blight.
Above, a clamor of sound,
Within, all hearts are thieves.
All are brazen, bold of face,
Their words a different thread.
They dine in masks, ever changing,
Oh, youth spills, youth spills forth.
Oh, youth spills, youth spills forth.
Oh, the story-teller, grant me a handful of light,
Place it in my waiting sack.
In moonlit nights, I grind and wait,
My teeth chatter in the lonely air.
In moonlit nights, I grind and wait,
My teeth chatter in the lonely air.
Each vein, it constricts and tightens,
But still, I fear, I am afraid.
Each vein, it constricts and tightens,
But still, I fear, I am afraid.
How he screams, that terrible call,
As the rains of passion fall.
Youth, a restless, thieving soul,
My heart beats, a swelling wave.
All will melt away, bit by bit.
Oh, youth spills, youth spills forth.
Oh, youth spills, youth spills forth.
Oh, the story-teller, grant me a handful of light,
Place it in my waiting sack.
Place it in my waiting sack.
You, take it in your sack.
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.
