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Lyrics of Pad Gaye Jhule Sawan Rut Aayi Re - पड़ गये झूले सावन रुत आयी रे
pad gaye jhule sawan rut aayi re, pad gaye jhule
pad gaye jhule sawan rut aayi re, pad gaye jhule
seene me huk uthe allah duhayi re
pad gaye jhule sawan rut aayi re, pad gaye jhule
chanchal jhonke munh ko chume, bunde tan se khele
bunde tan se khele
peng badhe to jhukate badal panv ka chumban le le
panv ka chumban le le
peng badhe to jhukate badal panv ka chumban le le
haaye humko na bhaye sakhi aisi dhitayi re
pad gaye jhule sawan rut aayi re, pad gaye jhule
barkha ki wo jor jawani kya kya aafat dhayi
kya kya aafat dhayi
dil ki dhadkan jism ki rangat aanchal se chan jaye
aanchal se chan jaye
dil ki dhadkan jism ki rangat aanchal se chan jaye
haaye aankho ke aage lute apni kamayi re
pad gaye jhule sawan rut aayi re, pad gaye jhule
geeto ka ye allahad mausam, jhulo ka ye mela
jhulo ka ye mela
aisi rut me hume jhulane aaye koi albela
aaye koi albela
aisi rut me hume jhulane aaye koi albela
haaye thame to chhod e nahi najuk kalayi re
pad gaye jhule sawan rut aayi re, pad gaye jhule
seene me huk uthe allah duhayi re
pad gaye jhule sawan rut aayi re, pad gaye jhule
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Pad Gaye Jhule Sawan Rut Aayi Re
Swings are hung, the monsoon arrives, swings are hung,
Swings are hung, the monsoon arrives, swings are hung,
A yearning rises in the heart, cries to God for aid,
Swings are hung, the monsoon arrives, swings are hung.
Playful breezes caress the face, droplets dance on skin,
Droplets dance on skin,
As the swing ascends, clouds bow to kiss the feet,
To kiss the feet,
As the swing ascends, clouds bow to kiss the feet,
Ah, this brazenness, friend, does not please us,
Swings are hung, the monsoon arrives, swings are hung.
The tempestuous youth of the rain, what calamities it brings,
What calamities it brings,
The heart's rhythm, the body's hue, are filtered through the veil,
Through the veil,
The heart's rhythm, the body's hue, are filtered through the veil,
Ah, before our eyes, our earnings are plundered,
Swings are hung, the monsoon arrives, swings are hung.
This carefree season of songs, this festival of swings,
This festival of swings,
In such a season, may a beloved come to swing us,
Come to swing us,
In such a season, may a beloved come to swing us,
Ah, to hold our delicate wrist, and never let go,
Swings are hung, the monsoon arrives, swings are hung,
A yearning rises in the heart, cries to God for aid,
Swings are hung, the monsoon arrives, swings are hung.
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.
