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Lyrics of Raam Bharose - राम भरोसे
sakal suno sajan suno chote bade tamam
rehte jaha hum sare uska izzat nagar hai naam
rahat ghadke rat ganj ke bich me
are karte hai ta tha thaiya
rozi roti or langoti ki khatir
mere bhaiya ha ji ho mere bhaiya
ho mere bhaiya
are nagar ka haal kahe ka tose
sab kuch chal raha ram bharose
izzat jaye ram bharose izzat paye ram bharose
are janta karti hahakar koi nahi sunta pukar
ab na dekha jaye mose sab kuch chal raha ram bharose
are har surat me basta hu mai har sirat ko dasta hu mai
koi na bach paye mujhse aisi jaal me kasta hu mai
mera naam hai bhaiya nakli are mere paas nahi kuch asli
are pani nakli khana nakli
rishto ka najrana nakli
are babu nakli mayya nakli
paisa or rupaiya nakli
nakli re nakli re nakli re nakli
re nagri ka haal kahe kato se
sab kuch chal raha ram bharose
ram bharose ram bharose
jawani jawani jawani hai barchi ki dhar
karu mai roz naya vyapar
hamare hamare hamare aage piche sansar
karu sundarta ka vyapar
mera naam iman hai sath mere bhagwan hai
dekh ke sab sharminda hu mara nahi abhi zinda hu
are tuti futi halat me rehta hu mai adalat me
jaan bujh ke dali hai aankh pe patti kali hai
apne pe viswas mujhe bas janta se aas mujhe
bhar jayenge mere khap janta layegi badlaw
satyamev jayte jayte jayte satyamev jayte jayte jayte
jayte jayte jayte jayte jayte jayte jayte jayte jayte
are nagar ka hal kahe ka tose yaha sab ata pata lapta
ram bharose ram bharose ram bharose
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Raam Bharose
Listen close, beloved, small and great, attend,
Where we all dwell, its name, the City of Esteem.
Amidst the churn of life, the bazaar's din,
Ah, they dance, a frantic, rhythmic gleam.
For sustenance and the loincloth's tie,
My brothers, yes, oh my brothers, hear me sigh,
My brothers.
What shall I tell of this city's plight?
All things adrift, upon the Lord's own might.
Esteem may vanish, on the Lord's decree,
Esteem may flourish, for all eternity.
The populace cries out, a desperate plea,
None hear their voices, though their hearts are free.
I can no longer watch, the burden falls on me,
All things adrift, upon the Lord's decree.
In every form, I am, I reside,
In every nature, I will abide.
None may escape the snare I weave,
Within its grip, they will believe.
My name is Brother, counterfeit, a facade,
I possess no genuine, no true façade.
The water false, the food a lie,
Relationships, a fleeting sigh.
The father false, the mother too,
Money and coin, a deceptive view.
False, oh false, so very false,
Ah, what shall I tell of this city's pulse?
All things adrift, upon the Lord's decree,
Upon the Lord's decree, eternally.
Youth, oh youth, a blade's sharp edge,
Each day I forge a newer pledge.
Our world surrounds, before and behind,
I trade in beauty, for the world to find.
My name is Faith, God walks with me,
Ashamed I watch, yet still I breathe free.
In broken state, within the court I dwell,
Deliberately, a blindfold, where shadows fell.
In self I trust, from the people I draw,
My faith will fill, the people will bring change,
Truth alone will triumph, the world will rearrange!
Truth alone will triumph, forevermore!
Triumph, triumph, triumph, triumph, triumph, triumph!
Ah, what shall I tell of this city's core?
Here, all is lost, no trace to be found,
All things adrift, forever unbound,
Upon the Lord's decree, around, around.
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.
