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Lyrics of Sandese Aate Hain, Ki Ghar Kab Aaoge - संदेसे आते हैं, की घर कब आओगे
sadese aate hai hame tadapate hai
jo chitthi aati hai vo puchhe jaati hai
ki ghar kab aaoge likho kab aaoge
ki tum bin ye ghar suna suna hai
kisi dilavaali ne kisi matavaali ne
hame khat likhaa hai ye hamase puchhaa hai
kisi ki saanso ne kisi ki dhadakan ne
kisi ki chudi ne kisi ke kagan ne
kisi ke kajare ne kisi ke gajare ne
mahakati subaho ne machalati shaamo ne
akeli raato me adhuri baato ne tarasati baaho ne
aur puchha hai tarasi nigaaho ne
ki ghar kab aaoge likho kab aaoge
ki tum bin ye dil suna suna hai
sadese aate hai hame tadapate hai
jo chitthi aati hai vo puchhe jaati hai
ki ghar kab aaoge likho kab aaoge
ki tum bin ye ghar suna suna hai
muhabbat vaalo ne hamaare yaaro ne
hame ye likhaa hai ki hamase puchhaa hai
hamaare gaavo ne aam ki chhaavo ne
puraane pipal ne barasate baadal ne
khet khaliyaano ne hare maidaano ne
basanti melo ne jhumati belo ne
lachakate jhulo ne dahakate phulo ne chatakati kaliyo ne
aur puchhaa hai gaav ki galiyo ne
ki ghar kab aaoge likho kab aaoge
ki tum bin gaav sunaa sunaa hai
sadese aate hai hame tadapate hai
jo chitthi aati hai vo puchhe jaati hai
ki ghar kab aaoge likho kab aaoge
ki tum bin ye ghar suna suna hai
kabhi ek mamataa ki pyaar ki gaga ki
jo chitthi aati hai saath vo laati hai
mere din bachapan ke khel vo aagan ke
vo saayaa aachal kaa vo tikaa kaajal kaa vo
lori raato me vo narami haatho me
vo chaahat aankho me ve chitaa baato me
bigadanaa upar se muhabbat adar se kare vo devi maan
yahi har khet me puchhe meri maan ki ghar kab aaoge
ki tum bin aagan suna suna hai
sadese aate hai hame tadapate hai
jo chitthi aati hai vo puchhe jaati hai
ki ghar kab aaoge likho kab aaoge
ki tum bin ye ghar suna suna hai
ai gujarane vaali havaa bata mera itana kaam karegi kya
mere gaav jaa mere dosto ko salaam de
mere gaav me hai jo vo gali jaha rahati hai meri dilaruba
use mere pyaar ka jaam de, use mere pyaar ka jaam de
vaha thodi dur hai ghar mera mere ghar me hai meri budhi maan
meri maan ke pairo ko chhu use usake bete ka naam de
ai gujarane vaali hava zara
mere dosto meri dilaruba meri maan ko mera payaam de
unhe jaa ke tu ye payaam de, mai vaapas aauga
mai vaapas aauga phir apane gaav me
usi ki chhav me ki maan ke aanchal se
gaav ki pipal se kisi ke kajal se
kiya jo vada hai vo nibhauga
mai ek din aauga mai ek din aauga
mai ek din aauga mai ek din aauga
mai ek din aauga mai ek din aauga
mai ek din aauga mai ek din aauga
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Sandese Aate Hain, Ki Ghar Kab Aaoge
Messages arrive, they torment my soul,
Each letter that comes, a question takes hold:
When will you return? Write when you'll be here,
For without you, this home feels desolate, drear.
A lover's heart, a spirit's embrace,
The letter they write, a question I face:
From breaths entwined, from heartbeats that race,
From bangles' chime, from bracelets' grace,
From kohl-lined eyes, from garlands' scent,
From mornings that bloom, from evenings that went,
In lonely nights, in whispered regret,
In yearning arms, where longing is met,
In eyes that beseech, a question they plead:
When will you return? Write when you'll be freed,
For without you, this heart feels desolate, bleak.
Messages arrive, they torment my soul,
Each letter that comes, a question takes hold:
When will you return? Write when you'll be here,
For without you, this home feels desolate, drear.
My beloved's love, my comrades' call,
They write and they ask, encompassing all:
My village's heart, beneath mango's shade,
Ancient peepal trees, where memories are made,
The fields and the farms, the meadows of green,
The springtime fairs, where joy is seen,
The swaying swings, the blossoms that gleam,
The bursting buds, a vibrant dream,
And village lanes, with whispers so low,
They ask me this question, that all must know:
When will you return? Write when you'll be free,
For without you, this village is bleak.
Messages arrive, they torment my soul,
Each letter that comes, a question takes hold:
When will you return? Write when you'll be here,
For without you, this home feels desolate, drear.
A mother's love, a river of care,
The letters arrive, a world they share:
Childhood days, in the courtyard's play,
The sheltering arm, the kohl that will stay,
Lullabies sung, in the softness of hand,
Her love in her eyes, her care across the land,
Her gentle rebukes, her love from within,
That Goddess of mine, in every terrain,
My mother, she asks in every field's plea:
When will you return? Oh, write back to me,
For without you, this courtyard is bare.
Messages arrive, they torment my soul,
Each letter that comes, a question takes hold:
When will you return? Write when you'll be here,
For without you, this home feels desolate, drear.
Oh, passing wind, will you do this for me?
Go to my village, my friends, greet with glee.
In my village, the lane, where my love resides,
Give her the goblet, where my love abides,
Give her my love, to drink and to keep,
A little further, my mother's sleep.
My mother's feet, I would touch with my soul,
Give her son's name, to make her feel whole.
Oh, passing wind, please just,
To my friends, my love, my mother above,
Deliver my message, a message of grace,
Tell them, I am returning to this place.
I’ll return to my village, and shade,
Where my mother's love, my village is laid,
My promise I made, I’ll never depart,
I will return one day, with all of 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.
