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Lyrics of Panja Chhaka Phir Satta - पंजा छका फिर सत्ता
kyu raam ha raaj teri meri yari yaaro ne baazi mari
teri meri yari yaaro ne baazi mari sari duniya hari
panja chaka satta padh gaya bhai patta padh gaya
panja chaka fir satta padh gaya bhai patta padh gaya
teri meri yari yaaro ne baazi mari sari duniya hari
panja chaka fir satta adh gaya bhai ptta padh gaya
chote chote hath kai logo ne mare
ho ho ho aaj note vapis aa gaye sare
chote chote hath kai logo ne mare
aaj note vapis aa gaye sare
yani sau sunar ki aur ek luhar ki
yani sau sunar ki aur ek luhar ki
chumla ye acha fir dasta padh gaya bhai patta padh gaya
panja chakka satta padh gaya bhai patta padh gaya
sun o hasina sun o hasina jabab
nahi tera husn jawani me hisab nahi tera
sun o hasina jabab nahi tera husn jawani me hisab nahi tera
gora rang hoth lal teri kya du mishal
gora rang hoth lal teri kya du mishal
chune me jaise ek khattha padh gaya are patta padh gaya
panja chakka satta padh gaya bhai patta padh gaya
o chor purane ho ke tum ho
diwane kafi sair karli ab chalo thane
udh gaya rang yu aa gaya pasina kyu
lagata hai satte pe aatha padh gaya
bai patta padh gaya pakka khiladi kyu kacha padh gaya
bai patta padh gaya ho teri meri yari yaaro ne baazi mari
sari duniya hari panja chakka fir satta padh gaya
bhai patta padh gaya bhai patta padh gaya
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Panja Chhaka Phir Satta
Why Ram, oh King, this friendship of ours,
Friends have played the game, won the powers.
Our friendship, it seems, has the world defeated,
Friends have played their cards, the victory completed.
Five, Six, Seven, the cards they did lay,
Five, Six, then Seven, and the cards held sway.
Our friendship, it seems, has the world defeated,
Friends have played their cards, the victory completed.
Small hands, they played, many in the fray,
Oh, oh, oh, the notes have returned this day.
Small hands, they played, many in the fray,
Today, the notes have come back to stay.
A hundred goldsmiths, or a blacksmith's one blow,
A hundred goldsmiths, or a blacksmith's one go.
This is nice, this is good, then a hand did fall, the cards did flow,
Five, Six, Seven, the cards they did lay.
Listen, oh beauty, listen, I implore,
No account can be kept of your youthful core.
Listen, oh beauty, listen, I implore,
Your beauty, your youth, I cannot measure or store.
Fair skin, red lips, what comparison can be found?
Fair skin, red lips, no equal can be found.
Like a sour lime, the card did lie.
Five, Six, Seven, the cards they did lie.
Oh, old thief, you've become a craze,
You've had your fun, now to the station, to the end of days.
Why has the color flown, why this sweat so clear?
It seems Eight on Seven, the card is here!
The card did fall, a player so true,
Why have you faltered, what will you do?
Oh, this friendship of ours,
Friends have won the powers,
The whole world they did defeat,
Five, Six, Seven, the cards complete.
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.
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Singer:
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