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Lyrics of Shaharo Me Se Shahar Suna Shaher Calcatta - शहरो में से शहर सुना शहर कलकत्ता
are re re are ha bhaiya ye kya bhul baliya re baba
sahro me se sahar suna sahar calcutta
gali gali bhul bhulaiya bhul gaya hum kho gaye
desh me pardesi ho gaye
sahro me se sahar suna sahar calcutta
gali gali bhul bhulaiya bhul gaya hum kho gaye
desh me pardesi ho gaye
naam ke sath me kaam ka bhaiya sang na dekha koi
chau rangi bazar to dekha rang na dekha koi
dekho kaise bhaage riksa wala banke gauda
niche ganga, upar danga thoda brize hai lamba chouda
samjhe bhaiya sahro me se sahar suna sahar calcutta
gali gali bhul bhulaiya bhul gaya hum kho gaye
ho desh me pardesi ho gaye re bandu desh me pardesi ho gaye
jaise gokul mathura kashi jaise gokul mathura kashi
makhan chor ki bhumi aise neta ji bhumi ye tagore ki bhumi
mil jhul ke sab jeena sikho jeevan khel tamasha
ek hamara desh hai chahe bolo koi bhasha
sahro me se sahar suna sahar calcutta
gali gali bhul bhulaiya bhul gaya
hum kho gaye ho desh me pardesi ho
gaye hum u desh me pardesi ho gaye
shyam bazar me sham bhai par shyam najar na aaye
na radha bazar radha ke darshan paaye taali gunj me taali hai
na baali gunj me baali lekin kaali gaat me dekhi mata kali
sahro me se sahar suna sahar calcutta
gali gali bhul gaya hum kho gaye
ho desh me pardesi ho gaye o bandu desh me pardesi ho gaye
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Shaharo Me Se Shahar Suna Shaher Calcatta
Oh, this labyrinth, oh brother, what maze is this?
Of cities, they say, is the city of Calcutta.
Lost in the lanes, a maze we've forgotten, adrift,
In our own land, we’ve become strangers.
Of cities, they say, is the city of Calcutta.
Lost in the lanes, a maze we've forgotten, adrift,
In our own land, we’ve become strangers.
With names, brother, deeds we sought, a companion never seen,
Chowringhee's bazaar we've witnessed, but its hues unseen.
See the rickshaw puller, like a horse he flees,
Beneath, the Ganga flows, above, the strife, a bridge of lengthy ease.
Understand, brother, of cities, they say, is the city of Calcutta.
Lost in the lanes, a maze we've forgotten, adrift,
In our own land, we’ve become strangers, oh friend, strangers in our land.
Like Gokul, Mathura, Kashi, Gokul, Mathura, Kashi,
The land of the butter thief, so too, the land of Netaji, Tagore's land.
Learn to live together, life a playful show,
One is our nation, in any tongue, let your love flow.
Of cities, they say, is the city of Calcutta.
Lost in the lanes, a maze we've forgotten, adrift,
In our own land, we’ve become strangers,
Yes, we are strangers in our land.
Shyam Bazaar at dusk, yet Shyam's form unseen,
Nor in Radha Bazaar, did we find Radha's queen.
In Tali Ganj, no clapping sound,
Nor in Bali Ganj, a Bali is found, but at Kali Ghat, the Mother Kali's sight profound.
Of cities, they say, is the city of Calcutta.
Lost in the lanes, a maze we've forgotten, adrift,
In our own land, we’ve become strangers, oh friend, strangers in our land.
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.
