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Lyrics of Pagdi Sambhaal Jatta - पगड़ी संभाल जटता
ghazni tughlaq ailbaq ghauri pehla duja khiliji lodhi
taimur te babar ghazni ghauri the first & the second
khilji, lodhi taimur and babar jagnnath somnath ajudhia
jagannath somnath ayodhya banaras kannauj te mathura
bolia si fir nanak benaras kannauj &and thus spaek nanak
aiti mar pai karlaney taenki darad (u) na aia"rabba
"badly mauled they cry you still do not feel any mercy"
oh!god uthh kharha ho ja bina guru ko na vali jatta
stand up and be strong no one but
the guru is your master peasant kasna paina
tainu lakk aapna lanbhion aa ke kisey nahion
sambhnan youll have to buckle yourself up no
stranger is coming to your rescue pagrhi sambhal
jatta pagrhi sambhal oye pagrhi sambhal respect the
turban peasant respect the turban respect turban
lehna pothi miri-piri nauven guru di shahidi
lehna the book,the two powers martydom of the
ninth guru amrit chali muktey auranga baptism,
the decimating by aurangzeb bala mardana te baba
budhha matidas satidas (mai)bhago te banda & (mother)
bhago & banda (bahadur)"jau jau prem khelan ka chau
sir dhar tali gali meri aau
"if you wanna play the game of love first the
put your head on your palm it marag paer dharijaey
sir deejay" if you set foot on this path do not
evade self sacrifice" asan keeta jo aakhia si guru
we did what the guru asked but stuck what was once
stared
pagrhi sambhal jatta pagrhi sambhal oye
pagrhi sambhal respect the turban peasant
respect the turban respect the turban
sirhind, the budhha & taruna dal mani singh
bota singh sirhind,the old & new guard mani
singh bota singh deep singh massa rangarah
nadirshah bhai taru mir mannu barha maaru
mir mannu is ruthless shahbaz singh subeg singh
haqiqat rai ahmed shah hathhu bargarh singh thomas
jassa singh hathhu bagarh singh (george)thomas jass
singh ghallaugharey the holocausts
eh mukde nahi ne marey killing alone does not finish
them ranjit singh,aala singh, the british hari singh
phula singh dogrey hari singh (nalva),(akali)phula
singh attak dii jit gujarat di haar kehrha zimmevar
the victory at attock, the defeat in gujarat who
is reponsible tere hath ki aaya jatta what did you
lay your hands on peasant
tavarikhan da jatta be-ittefaqian de turhi aa vekh
uddadi pai u the dust of history the chaff of disunity
see how it flies tere hath ki aaya jatta what did you
lay your hands on peasant
tavarikhan da ghatta be-ittefaqiande turhi aa vekh
uddadi pai u the dust of history the chaff of disunity
see how it flies pagrhi sambhal jatta pagrhi oye
pagrhi sambhal respect the turban peasant respect the
turban respect the turban pagrhi sambhal jatta pagrhi
sambhal oye pagrhi sambhal respect the turban peasant
respect the turban pagrhi sambhal jatta pagrhi sambhal
oye pagrhi sambhal pagrhi sambhal pagrhi sambhal jatta pagrhi sambhal
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Pagdi Sambhaal Jatta
From Ghazni, Tughlaq, Aibak, Ghauri, first and second Khilji, Lodhi,
Timur, and Babur, a tempest of empires,
Ghazni, Tughlaq, Aibak, Ghauri, the first and second Khilji, Lodhi, Timur, and Babur,
echoes in time.
Jagannath, Somnath, Ayodhya, Jagannath, Somnath,
Ayodhya, Banaras, Kannauj, and Mathura, all spoke,
then Nanak spoke in Banaras, Kannauj, and Mathura.
They strike with hate,
the tanks crack and you,
"O' Lord" your plea,
the world weeps and the Lord is changed.
Steel, do not feel any mercy! O God!
Rise up, be fierce, no guru,
no truth.
Stand up and be strong, no one but
the Guru, is your master.
Peasant, tighten your belt,
your own destiny,
no one will save you.
You will have to buckle yourself up,
no stranger coming to your rescue.
Hold your turban, peasant,
hold your turban, respect the turban,
peasant, respect the turban,
respect the turban.
Lehna, the book, the two powers,
martyrdom of the ninth Guru,
Amrit flows, freeing and the baptized forty,
decimated by Aurangzeb, Bala, Mardana, and Baba Buddha,
Bidhi Chand, Mati Das, Sati Das,
(Maa) bhago and Banda (mother) bhago,
and Banda (Bahadur).
"If you want to play the game of love,
first put your head on your palm."
Come!
"If you want to play the game of love,
first put your head on your palm."
It is my destiny.
"If you set foot on this path,
do not evade self-sacrifice."
Easy, what the Guru said,
today, we are trapped.
We did what was once started.
Hold your turban, peasant,
hold your turban,
respect the turban, peasant,
respect the turban,
respect the turban.
Sirhind, Buddha, and the young guard,
Bota Singh, Sirhind, the old and new guard,
Mani Singh, Bota Singh, Deep Singh,
Masaan, Ranghar, Nadir Shah,
also Taru, Mir Mannu, is ruthless.
Shahbaz Singh, Subeg Singh,
Haqiqat Rai, Ahmad Shah,
Hatahu, Bagh Singh, Thomas,
Jassa Singh (George) Thomas,
Jassa Singh, Ghalughare, the holocausts.
We are not alone, killing alone does not finish them.
Ranjit Singh, Ala Singh, the British,
Hari Singh, Phula Singh, Dogre,
Hari Singh (Nalwa), (Akali) Phula Singh,
Attock's victory, Gujarat's defeat,
who is responsible?
In the victory, the defeat in Gujarat,
who is responsible?
Peasant, what did you lay your hands on?
The dust of history,
the chaff of disunity.
See how it falls.
Peasant, what did you lay your hands on?
The dust of history,
the chaff of disunity, see how it falls.
Hold your turban, peasant,
hold your turban, respect the turban, peasant,
respect the turban,
respect the turban.
Hold your turban, peasant,
hold your turban,
hold your turban, peasant,
hold your turban,
hold your turban, peasant,
hold your turban.
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.
