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Lyrics of Khud Bhi Nachungi Tujhko Bhi Nachaungi - खुद भी नाचूंगी तुझको भी नचाऊँगी
kadamo pe mere sham savere tera hi naam
o mere ghan shyam saasu se paav dabvaugi
dulhey se khana banvaugi jab tum shadi kar loge
bhul jaoge akadi theen chize yaad rahegi namak tel or lakadi
jis din tere ghar mai dulhan banke aaugi
puch jara kaise kaise teri band bajaugi
khud bhi nachungi tujhko bhi nachaugi
khud bhi nachungi tujhko bhi nachaugi
banugi dulhan two thousand ki karugi gulami na husband ki
banugi dulhan two thousand ki karugi gulami na husband ki
duniya ke in bedardo ko jalim sitam mardo ko
kadamo me apne jhukaugi khud bhi nachungi
tujhko bhi nachaugi khud bhi nachungi tujhko bhi nachaugi
sasure ki gali na jhelugi usko kuye me dhakelungi
sasure ki gali na jhelugi usko kuye me dhakelungi
nakhare tere na uthaugi sasu mai tujhko bataugi
danda dahej me laugi khud bhi nachungi
tujhko bhi nachaugi khud bhi nachungi tujhko bhi nachaugi
jis din tere ghar mai dulhan banke aaugi puch jara kaise kaise
teri baind bajaugi khud bhi nachungi tujhko bhi nachaugi
khud bhi nachungi tujhko bhi nachaugi
My mornings and evenings, your name on my tread,
Oh, my dark-hued love, I'll have your mother massage my feet.
I'll make you cook the food, when you, my love, will wed.
Forget your pride, three things you'll recall: salt, oil, and the wooden bed.
The day I walk into your home, a bride, so fair,
Ask, just ask, how I'll make your music play!
I'll dance myself, and make you dance there,
I'll dance myself, and make you sway.
A bride of two thousand years, I'll be,
No husband's servitude for me.
To these heartless ones of the world, to the cruel men, you see,
I'll bow them low, and dance with glee.
I'll dance myself, and make you dance with me,
I'll dance myself, and make you dance, you'll see.
I won't endure your father's scorn,
Into the well, his spirit will be torn.
I won't bear your tantrums anymore,
To your mother, your secrets I'll pour.
I'll bring a stick, my dowry's art,
I'll dance myself, and capture your heart.
I'll dance myself, and make you dance, dear,
I'll dance myself, and banish every fear.
The day I walk into your home, a bride, so fair,
Ask, just ask, how I'll make your music play!
I'll dance myself, and make you dance there,
I'll dance myself, and make you sway.
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.
