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Lyrics of Old School Girl (Haryanvi) - ओल्ड स्कूल गर्ल
i might be sentimental but dont get so judgmental
so what if i am an old school girl i am an old school girl
i am an old school girl i might be sentimental
but dont get so judgmental
so what if i am an old school girl
i am an old school girl i am an old school girl
darling though we are from different timezone’s
i still can call you anytime on your telephone
oh but i really love for your hand written letters
you make smile and say oh baby those days are gone
i like the smell of your palm and your ink
well letters from you just makes me love your everything
all the sweet nothing dont write between your lines
my heart can hear that every single time
i might be sentimental but dont get so judgmental
so what if i am an old school girl
i am an old school girl i am an old school girl
i will fight with the world if it comes to
that be your big girl to prove them right
but every time you say goodbye
i swear to god i cry i cry i cry i cry
i cry boy i cry i cry and i cry
when you say goodbye, i swear to god i cry
i might be sentimental but dont get so judgmental
so what if i am an old school
old school old school girl i might be sentimental
but dont get so judgmental
so what if i am an old school girl
old school girl i am an old old school girl
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Old School Girl (Haryanvi)
A heart, perhaps, draped in a fragile guise,
Yet do not judge the way my spirit sighs.
So what if echoes of an age long past,
Still whisper in the moments that I cast?
An old school girl, yes, this I confess,
An old school girl, in all my tenderness.
An old school girl, where love finds its hold,
A sentimental story to be told.
Though time zones kept us worlds apart,
Your phone call still could soothe my heart.
Oh, I would cherish still a letter's grace,
And trace the ink upon your face.
The scent of ink, the touch of your hand,
A love that blooms across the land.
The spaces held within each line,
My heart, it hears that truth divine.
A heart, perhaps, draped in a fragile guise,
Yet do not judge the way my spirit sighs.
So what if echoes of an age long past,
Still whisper in the moments that I cast?
An old school girl, yes, this I confess,
An old school girl, in all my tenderness.
An old school girl, where love finds its hold,
A sentimental story to be told.
I’d face the world, its judgments steep,
To prove your truth, your promises to keep.
But when farewell, in parting, you impart,
I swear to God, my soul begins to part.
I weep, my love, a river I release,
When you depart, my tears will never cease.
A heart, perhaps, draped in a fragile guise,
Yet do not judge the way my spirit sighs.
So what if echoes of an age long past,
Still whisper in the moments that I cast?
An old school girl, in echoes of the past.
A heart, perhaps, draped in a fragile guise,
Yet do not judge the way my spirit sighs.
So what if echoes of an age long past,
An old school girl, that feeling unsurpassed.
An old school girl, forever in my 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.
