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Lyrics of Meri Marji Main Chahe Ye Karu Main Chahe Wo Karu - मेरी मर्जी मैं चाहें ये करूं मैं चाहें वो करूं
meri marji
mai chahe yeh karu mai chahe woh karu
mai chahe yaha jau mai chahe waha jau
gore ko mai kahu kala jija ko mai bolu sala
nadi ko mai bolu nala chabi bina kholu tala
mere bare me kuchh kehna nahi
chupchap baithe raho bolna nahi
mujhe samjhana mat jhuth sahi
chahe pi jaau mai chaay kafi dal ke dahi
meri marji
har chourahe par mai apni murti lagwau
news peper kat ke apna suit mai banwau
hospital mein ja ke mai joro se chillau
pahalwan ko god mein leke lory sunau
do sou tin sou char sou ke chhapwau nakli not
aalu tamatar ko maru kriket ke shout
swimiming pool mein terne jau pahan ke kurta dhoti
badi loutary lage kabhi to rakhu surat roti
mujhe ab roko nahi mujhe ab toko nahi
mera kaha sun ke tum aise ab chouko nahi
nakli dadi muchh laga ke ban jau mai chor
apne ghar mei chori karke khub machau shor
pani pe mai rashan rakhu muft mei bechu tel
kankad pathar dhul dal ke sabko de du bhel
mai chahe ye karu mai chahe wo karu
meri marji
meri marji
mai apni shadi mei na jau meri marji
mai pairo se table bajwau meri marji
mai bich sadak bistar lagwau meri marji
mai kutuminar pe ghar banwau meri marji
taai ki jagah mai bandhu lamba kala naag
safed kurte par lagwau boot poulish ke daag
tyoharo mei pahan ke niklu mai juto ka haar
bailo ke pichhe lagwau mai to motar kar
rasgulle mei mirchi dalu dudh mei dalu wiski
apni gharwali se puchhu tu hai biwi kiski
taangewale se udwau boing jambo jack
bhikhari ko bhik mei de du do badroom ka flat
mujhe ab roko nahi mujhe ab toko nahi
mera kaha sun ke tum aise ab chouko nahi
halwai ko nai kah du dhobi ko mai mali
film faltu dekh ke mai to khub bajau tali
sar pe apne moje pahnu hath mei pahnu boot
petrol ke sang oil mila ke maru do do ghut
mai chahe ye karu mai chahe wo karu
meri marji
meri marji
mai sut ke sang pahnuga sadi meri marji
mai badhu kuchh apne pichhwade meri marji
mai bhooto ki tasvire khichu meri marji
mai sharbat se kheto ko sinchu meri marji
news wilder ko mai bolu gaao tum kawbali
lekcher de koi to kah du chup ho ja mawali
rishwat lene walo se mai mangu concession
docter ke hatho se mangu ghode ka injection
jhut bol kar choro ko pahnauga choli
desh ke sang gddaro ko maruga mai goli
kala dhan lene walo ko dunga nakli not
dhongi smajsewak ko na dunga apna vot
mujhe ab roko nahi mujhe ab toko nahi
mera kaha sun ke tum aise ab chouko nahi
komi danga kare jo usko lagwauga jel
fasi dekar patner patner khatam karunga khel
mai jivan ka ek gana apni marji se gau
mai apni marji se jiu marji se mar jaau
mai cahahe ye karu mai chahe wo karu
meri marji
meri marji
ai lafde jhagde gayab ho ja meri marji
ai desh ke dushman tu chup ho ja meri marji
ai bhart desh tu aage ho ja meri marji
ai meri marji tu sach ho ja meri marji
mai chahe ye karu mai chahe wo karu
mai chahe yaha jau mai chahe vaha jau
gore ko mai bolu kala jija ko mai bolu sala
nadi ko mai bolu nala chabi bina kholu tala
mere bare me kuchh kehna nahi
chupchap baithe raho bolna nahi
mujhe samajhana mat jhuth sahi
chahe pi jau mai chay kafi dal ke dahi
marunga mai sou jute jo lagaoge lanchhan
mar jaoge khudi jo sachhe ko doge tenshan
bhule se bhi lena nahi tum mera naam
gana mera suno or karo apna kaam
meri marji
ab mere ko nahi gane ka hai
meri marji
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Meri Marji Main Chahe Ye Karu Main Chahe Wo Karu
My will,
I'll do this, I'll do that, as I will.
Go here, I'll go there, as I will.
To the fair, I'll say "black," to my brother-in-law, "scoundrel."
To the river, I'll say "drain," without a key, I'll unlock the mail.
Say nothing of me,
Just sit quietly, do not speak.
Do not explain, even if it's a lie,
I'll drink tea, coffee mixed with yogurt, I'll try.
My will.
On every crossroad, my statue I'll raise,
From newspaper clippings, a suit I'll make.
In the hospital, I'll loudly shout,
To the wrestlers, in my lap, a lullaby I'll chant out.
Two hundred, three hundred, four hundred fake notes I'll print,
To potatoes and tomatoes, cricket shots I'll send.
In the swimming pool, I'll swim wearing kurta and dhoti,
If a big lottery hits, I'll wear a weeping face, you see.
Stop me not now, don't you chide,
Don't be shocked by my words, far and wide.
A fake beard and mustache, a thief I'll become,
In my own house, I'll steal, making a great hum.
On water, I'll build a ration shop, sell oil for free,
With stones, dust, and pebbles, *bhel* to all, I'll decree.
I'll do this, I'll do that, as I will,
My will.
My will,
To my own wedding, I won't go, my will,
With my feet, I'll play the tabla, my will,
In the middle of the road, a bed I'll arrange, my will,
On Qutub Minar, a house I'll build, my will.
A long black cobra, in place of a tie,
On a white kurta, boot polish marks I'll apply.
In festivals, a shoe garland I'll wear,
Behind the bulls, motor cars I'll ensnare.
In rasgullas, chilies I'll put, in milk, whisky I'll pour,
To my wife, I'll ask, "Whose are you, to the core?"
To a *tanga* driver, a Boeing jumbo jet I'll lend,
To a beggar, a two-bedroom flat I'll extend.
Stop me not now, don't you chide,
Don't be shocked by my words, far and wide.
I'll call the confectioner a barber, the washerman a gardener,
Watching a useless film, loudly clapping, no need to hanker.
On my head, I'll wear socks, in my hand, I'll wear boots,
With petrol, oil I'll mix, taking two gulps, no doubts.
I'll do this, I'll do that, as I will,
My will.
My will,
With a suit, I'll wear a sari, my will,
I'll tie something to my rear, my will,
I'll take pictures of ghosts, my will,
With sherbet, the fields I'll irrigate, my will.
To a news editor, I'll say, "Sing a Qawwali,"
To a lecturer, I'll say, "Shut up, you ruffian, casually."
From those who take bribes, concessions I'll demand,
From a doctor, a horse's injection I'll command.
Lies I'll tell, to thieves, a blouse I'll make them wear,
To traitors of the nation, a bullet I will share.
To those who hoard black money, fake notes I'll bestow,
To a hypocritical social worker, my vote I won't show.
Stop me not now, don't you chide,
Don't be shocked by my words, far and wide.
Those who cause communal riots, in jail I'll confine,
By hanging, the game of partners I will untwine.
The song of life, I'll sing as I will,
I'll live as I will, die as I will.
I'll do this, I'll do that, as I will,
My will.
My will,
Oh, squabbles and quarrels, disappear, my will,
Oh, enemies of the country, be silent, my will,
Oh, India, march forward, my will,
Oh, my will, become truth, my will.
I'll do this, I'll do that, as I will.
Go here, I'll go there, as I will,
To the fair, I'll say "black," to my brother-in-law, "scoundrel."
To the river, I'll say "drain," without a key, I'll unlock the mail.
Say nothing of me,
Just sit quietly, do not speak.
Do not explain, even if it's a lie,
I'll drink tea, coffee mixed with yogurt, I'll try.
I'll give a hundred slaps if you accuse,
You'll die of a heart attack, if you give the truth such bruise.
Do not take my name, not even in vain,
Listen to my song, and do your own again.
My will.
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.
Comments for lyrics of song "Meri Marji Main Chahe Ye Karu Main Chahe Wo Karu"
The trolling stones on Thursday, December 05, 2013 This song represents the individualistic sensitivities which were on a
growing trend during the period of time of the film. These shifts in
paradigms from collectivism to individualism have been happening in every
generational packets in Indian subcontinent but somehow it has never taken
over the collectivist majority, and is limited to certain urban youth
packets of population.
skc2345678 on Friday, March 18, 2011 @vishalcoolmind1: Hey dude, don't fool people by saying that this song was
shot in Bangalore. It is shot around Mysore. Mysore Palace and Lalitha
Mahal Palace in specific. I'm a Mysorian..so I know each and every corner
of Mysore, better than you.
Badri Vishal on Tuesday, April 13, 2010 @Alertismify well its a story about a cop who gets to fame by his bloopers
and finally lands in eyes of mafia after which he takes up his work really
seriously and finishes the bad guyes..
saurabh gattani on Sunday, September 23, 2012 really dis song remind me of my childhood.. i took the words ' Meri Marzi'
too seriously and every one who told me to do something i just told him
meri marzi.very good memory with dis song
kusheabhijeet on Sunday, June 03, 2012 Govinda rocks...He's songs are unique and different from another other
actor from amitabh to amir or hrithik or shahrukh. No one can make this
sing as entertaining as he can
