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Lyrics of Ni Baliye Rut Hai Bahaar Ki Sun Chanve Rut Hai Bahar Ki - नी बलिये रुत है बहार की सुन चनवे रुत है बहार की
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
kuch mat puchho kaise biti ghadiya intzar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
aakhir sun li manmohan ne mere man ki boli ho
ab jakar hamko pahachani unki nazare bholi
sakhi ghadi aa gayi mere singar ki, solah singaar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
kuch mat puchho kaise biti ghadiya intzar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
dil ne kaha tera sapna jhutha maine kaha sach hoga
ham pahle din jan gaye the kaise kya kab hoga
sun lo ye sargam dil ke sitar ki, dil ke sitar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
kuchh mat puchho kaise biti ghadiya intzar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
rat-rat bhar socha tumko kaise pas bulaau
dvar khade tum laj lage ab samane kaise aau
kabhi ikrar ki kabhi inkar ki, kabhi inkar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
kuchh mat pucho kaise biti ghadiya intzar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
ni baliye rut hai bahar ki, sun chanave rut hai bahar ki
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Ni Baliye Rut Hai Bahaar Ki Sun Chanve Rut Hai Bahar Ki
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here,
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
Ask not how long the waiting hours,
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
My beloved heard the whispers of my heart,
Now, his innocent eyes see my true art.
Friend, the hour of adornment arrives,
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
Ask not how long the waiting hours,
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
The heart said, “lies your dream,” I said, “it’s true,”
From the start, we knew what we would do.
Listen to the music of the heart's strings,
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
Ask not how long the waiting hours,
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
Night after night, I dreamt of how to call,
You stand so near, how can I not fall?
Sometimes I confess, sometimes deny,
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
Ask not how long the waiting hours,
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
The season blooms, my love, the spring is here.
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.
