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Lyrics of Mardo Ki Jaat Se Dariyo Jee - मर्दों की जात से डरियो जी
mardo ki jaat se dariyo ji
inpe bharosa na kariyo ji
mardo ki jaat se dariyo ji
inpe bharosa na kariyo ji
inko to bas ek chiz hai pyari
kaise kahu wo hai kya
yaha mile waha mile
mard jaha jaha mile dete koi daga
are mardo ki jaat se dariyo ji
inpe bharosa na kariyo ji
ek din milya ek punjabi
mukhra gulabi aankh sharabi
wo bola sadke java
haye re main mar java
ye dil behaal chal mere naal kudiye
ek din milya ek punjabi
mukhra gulabi aankh sharabi
wo bola sadke java
haye re main mar java
ye dil behaal chal mere naal kudiye
o peelawa chana ka pani
teri khil jaye jawani
araj na taal dunga maal chal mere naal kudiye
uski chikni baato me aake
sab kuch luta diya
mardo ki jaat se dariyo ji
inpe bharosa na kariyo ji
inko to bas ek chiz hai pyari
kaise kahu wo hai kya
mardo ki jaat se dariyo ji
inpe bharosa na kariyo ji
ek baar kolkatta mile babu moshay
wo tha rang rasiya babu
amare prem me pad gelo
hath dhre bolo chalo
ek baar kolkatta mile babu moshay
wo tha rang rasiya babu
amare prem me pad gelo
hath dhre bolo chalo
tumke humare man me mint chadhado
gade re math dekh bo
nas nas me jo ras bhar de
wo rasgulla khawo bo
sab ras leke ud gaya julmi
wo bhanwara nikla
mardo ki jaat se dariyo ji
inpe bharosa na kariyo ji
inko to bas ek chiz hai pyari
kaise kahu wo hai kya
ha mardo ki jaat se dariyo ji
inpe bharosa na kariyo ji
muttu swami muttu swami
muttu swami muttu swami
muttu swami bada tha nami
naam ka swami
lampat ka amir
padhta tha mantar deta tha jantar
bhole dilo ko deta tha dhokha
chehre pe chehra lagake
le gaya mujhko kutiya ke ander
padhne laga wo jo mantar
tera mera mera tera
tera mera mera tera
tera mera mera tera
tera mera mera tera
ang milake agan bujha de
ayiyo muttu swami
muttu swami bada tha nami
naam ka swami
lampat ka amir
khinch ke lungi noch ke dadi
usko sabak diya
ha mardo ki jaat se dariyo ji
inpe bharosa na kariyo ji
inko to bas ek chiz hai pyari
kaise kahu wo hai kya
mardo ki jaat se dariyo ji
inpe bharosa na kariyo ji
inko to bas ek chiz hai pyari
kaise kahu wo hai kya
mardo ki jaat se dariyo ji
inpe bharosa na kariyo ji
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Mardo Ki Jaat Se Dariyo Jee
Fear the men, oh, fear their ways,
Trust them not in these fleeting days.
For in their hearts, a single flame,
A lust I dare not speak its name.
Where they gather, a shadowed plea,
A taste of betrayal, wild and free.
Oh, fear the men, their fickle art,
Trust not the shadows in their heart.
A Punjabi face, a rosy hue,
Eyes alight with a drunken view.
"I die for you," the words he'd croon,
"Come, my love, beneath the moon."
A Punjabi face, a rosy gleam,
Eyes alight with a drunken dream.
"I die for you," the whispers spun,
"Come, my love, our course begun."
"Drink the water, youthful still,
My wealth, my love, your every thrill."
In his silken words, I lost my all,
Fear the men, lest you stumble and fall.
For in their hearts, a single plea,
A lust I dare not speak to thee.
Oh, fear the men, their fickle art,
Trust not the shadows in their heart.
In Kolkata, a babu did appear,
A lover of colors, drawing near.
"Babu, I have fallen in love,"
He held my hand, a gentle shove.
"Let's go together, let us meet,"
He held my hand, a honeyed treat.
"In your mind, let me ascend,"
He spoke of potions without end.
The sweetmeat offered, a deceptive guise,
Stole the essence, before my eyes.
A honey bee, a fleeting grace,
Fear the men, and their shadowed chase.
For in their hearts, a single flame,
A lust I dare not speak its name.
Oh, fear the men, their fickle art,
Trust not the shadows in their heart.
Mutthu Swami, a name so grand,
A master of deceit in the land.
A charlatan's claim, a wealthy guise,
He chanted mantras, weaving lies.
He gave false charms, a whispered plea,
To hearts that yearned, both wild and free.
A mask he wore, a hidden face...
He lured me to a hidden space.
He read the spells, the darkened art,
"Yours and mine, our flames depart."
Ayyo Mutthu Swami, a name so bold,
A master of deceit, bought and sold.
I tore his lungi, and taught him the truth,
Oh, fear the men, from age to youth.
For in their hearts, a single flame,
A lust I dare not speak its name.
Oh, fear the men, their fickle art,
Trust not the shadows in their heart.
For in their hearts, a single flame,
A lust I dare not speak its name.
Oh, fear the men, their fickle art,
Trust not the shadows in their heart.
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.
