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Lyrics of Mero Saiyan Gulabiya Ka Phul - मेरो सैया गुलबियो को फूल
mero saiya gulabiya ko phul
mero saiya gulabiya ko phul
hamaro rang kesariya
ha hamaro rang kesariya
mero saiya gulabiya ko phul
hamaro rang kesariya
ha hamaro rang kesariya
koi rangaye chunar dhani
kahu ki choli pe chandi ko pani
koi rangaye chunar dhani
kahu ki choli pe chandi ko pani
aise rang range par hum to
rang gayi sari umariya
ho hamaro rang kesariya
ha hamaro rang kesariya
koi sajan ki anguli ki mundari
koi balam ki aankho ki putli
koi sajan ki anguli ki mundari
koi balam ki aankho ki putli
bin mange adhra rash chakhe
hum nij sham ki basuriya
ho hamaro rang kesariya
ha hamaro rang kesariya
kohu to itno maan dikhaye
piya bulaye toho na aaye
kohu to itno maan dikhaye
piya bulaye toho na aaye
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Mero Saiyan Gulabiya Ka Phul
My Beloved, a rose of blush and bloom,
My Beloved, a rose of blush and bloom,
My hue, the saffron's fervent flame,
Yes, my hue, the saffron's fervent flame.
My Beloved, a rose of blush and bloom,
My hue, the saffron's fervent flame,
Yes, my hue, the saffron's fervent flame.
Some dye their veils in emerald green,
On others' blouses, silver gleams are seen.
Some dye their veils in emerald green,
On others' blouses, silver gleams are seen.
But such shades cannot touch my core,
For I am dyed in all my years,
Oh, my hue, the saffron's fervent flame,
Yes, my hue, the saffron's fervent flame.
Some treasure rings upon their love's hand,
Some cherish the pupils of their beloved's eye.
Some treasure rings upon their love's hand,
Some cherish the pupils of their beloved's eye.
Without a request, I taste nectar sweet,
I am the flute of my own evening's dream.
Oh, my hue, the saffron's fervent flame,
Yes, my hue, the saffron's fervent flame.
Some are granted such a pride,
That when their love calls, they don't stride.
Some are granted such a pride,
That when their love calls, they don't stride.
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.
