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Lyrics of Mai Sharaab Bechti Hu - मैं शराब बेचती हूँ
mai sarab bechti hu mai sarab bechti hu
mai sarab bechti hu mai sarab bechti hu
pioge to jioge nahi pioge to
mar jaoge meri tarah
mai sarab bechti hu mai sarab bechti hu
band hai jo botal me wo nasha bura hai
band hai jo botal me wo nasha bura hai
na to dard hai ye na dard ki dawa hai
meri ankho me bhari hai aisi
koi masti jo mai janab bechti hu
mai sarab bechti hu mai sarab bechti hu
mai sarab bechti hu
rang bhari bato ka apko jo shok ho
rang bhari bato ka apko jo shok ho
pyar bhari bato ka apko jo shok ho
is dil me likhe hai kayi kisse kayi nam
ye kitab bechti hu
mai sarab bechti hu mai sarab bechti hu
mai sarab bechti hu
chandani ke bahane bhul nai bechti mai
chandani ke bahane bhul nai bechti mai
hare ha aye jamane phul nahi bechti mai
phul nahi bechti mai
mere daman me hai kate phir kaise
mai kahu mai gulab bechti hu
mai sarab bechti hu mai sarab bechti hu
mai sarab bechti hu
pioge to jioge nahi pioge to
mar jaoge meri tarah
mai sarab bechti hu mai sarab bechti hu
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Mai Sharaab Bechti Hu
I sell the wine, I sell the wine.
I sell the wine, I sell the wine.
Drink, and you will not live,
Refuse, and you will die like me.
I sell the wine, I sell the wine.
The intoxication bottled, it is vile.
The intoxication bottled, it is vile.
Neither a cure for sorrow, nor the pain itself,
But my eyes hold a rapture untold,
A madness I, dear sir, do sell.
I sell the wine, I sell the wine.
I sell the wine.
If you crave the tales of hue,
If you crave the tales of love,
My heart holds stories, names etched deep,
A book of lore, I sell.
I sell the wine, I sell the wine.
I sell the wine.
I do not sell the moon's soft guise,
I do not sell new forgetfulness,
Nor do I, oh world, sell blossoms sweet.
I do not sell flowers.
My skirts are thorns, though, how can I lie?
And claim I sell a rose.
I sell the wine, I sell the wine.
I sell the wine, I sell the wine.
Drink, and you will not live,
Refuse, and you will die like me.
I sell the wine, I sell the wine.
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.
