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Lyrics of Sona Sona Rup Hai Usaka - सोना सोना रूप है उसका
sona sona rup hai usaka, soni usaki ada hai
dil yeh jispe aa gaya hai, woh toh sabse juda hai
sona sona rup hai usaka, soni usaki ada hai
dil yeh jispe aa gaya hai, woh toh sabse juda hai
control nahi hota hai, abb toh dil yeh usape fida hai
are kya kare yaaron magar woh shaadishuda hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
jab bhi khidaki kholate hai, lab yahin bas bolate hai
saamane wo hi najar aa jaaye
jab bhi khidaki kholate hai, lab yahin bas bolate hai
saamane wo hi najar aa jaaye
usaki julfon ki ghataaye, chhedati hai jab hawaaye
aur bhi khud pe wo itraaye
hosh udaake rakh de sabke aisi usaki ada hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
shaadishuda hai, shaadishuda hai
wo kisi ki wife hai, chhodo wo meri life hai
kya kare dil aa gaya hai usape
wo kisiki wife hai, chhodo wo meri life hai
kya kare dil aa gaya hai usape
dil deewaana paagal hai, uske ishq mein ghaayal hai
chha gaya usaka surur isape
are jaanati hai wo bhi yeh ke hum toh usape fida hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
sona sona rup hai usaka, soni usaki ada hai
dil yeh jispe aa gaya hai, wo to sabse juda hai
control nahi hota hai, abb to dil ye usape fida hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
are kya kare yaaron magar wo shaadishuda hai
shaadishuda hai, thats right
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Sona Sona Rup Hai Usaka
Her form, a gilded gleam, a radiant sight,
Her grace, a song that fills the day with light.
The heart, once hers, now beats a different drum,
A love apart, from all that's overcome.
Her form, a gilded gleam, a radiant sight,
Her grace, a song that fills the day with light.
The heart, once hers, now beats a different drum,
A love apart, from all that's overcome.
Control it can't, this heart so fiercely bound,
By love's sweet sting, on hallowed, aching ground.
What to do, friends, when fate has played its hand,
And she is bound, in marriage to another land?
What to do, friends, when fate has played its hand,
And she is bound, in marriage to another land?
What to do, friends, when fate has played its hand,
And she is bound, in marriage to another land?
When windows open, whispers take their flight,
And lips now murmur, "May she fill my sight."
When windows open, whispers take their flight,
And lips now murmur, "May she fill my sight."
Her tresses dance, the breezes softly play,
And in that dance, her beauty finds its sway.
Her tresses dance, the breezes softly play,
And in that dance, her beauty finds its sway.
A captivating presence, a stunning display,
What to do, friends, when she's betrothed away?
What to do, friends, when she's betrothed away?
What to do, friends, when she's betrothed away?
Married, she is, forever bound,
Though claimed by one, her essence, mine to keep,
What can be done, when love runs wild and deep?
Though claimed by one, her essence, mine to keep,
What can be done, when love runs wild and deep?
A heart, a fool, consumed by love's desire,
Ensnared, enthralled, consumed by her fire.
She knows it well, this truth, beyond compare,
That I am lost, completely in her snare.
What to do, friends, when fate has played its hand,
And she is bound, in marriage to another land?
What to do, friends, when fate has played its hand,
And she is bound, in marriage to another land?
What to do, friends, when fate has played its hand,
And she is bound, in marriage to another land?
Her form, a gilded gleam, a radiant sight,
Her grace, a song that fills the day with light.
The heart, once hers, now beats a different drum,
A love apart, from all that's overcome.
Control it can't, this heart so fiercely bound,
By love's sweet sting, on hallowed, aching ground.
What to do, friends, when fate has played its hand,
And she is bound, in marriage to another land?
What to do, friends, when fate has played its hand,
And she is bound, in marriage to another land?
What to do, friends, when fate has played its hand,
And she is bound, in marriage to another land?
Married, yes, that's right.
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.
