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Lyrics of Sun Meri Motor Chale Pam Pam Pam - सुन मेरी मोटर चले
sun meri motar chale
meri motar chale pam pam pam
sun meri motar chale
meri motar chale pam pam pam
baj mod se meri motar chale
meri motar chale
dekh mera ghoda chale
mera ghoda chale
mera ghoda chale
hat mod se mera ghoda chale
mera ghoda chale
char kos se ye bar ghoda
jhak kar sans bulaye
ha ha jhak kar sans bulaye
char kos se ye bar ghoda
jhak kar sans bulaye
ha ha jhak kar sans bulaye
char kos se ye bar ghoda
jhak kar sans bulaye
ha ha jhak kar sans bulaye
ha ha jhak kar sans bulaye
itni der me motar meri
dilli tak ho aaye
itni der me motar meri
dilli tak ho aaye
meri motar chale
meri motar chale
meri motar chale pam pam pam
baj mod se meri motar chale
meri motar chale
chalte chalte motar teri
bigdi bich bazar
baithne wale dhakka mare
milta nahi luhar
baithne wale dhakka mare
milta nahi luhar
mera ghoda chale
mera ghoda chale
hat mod se mera ghoda chale
mera ghoda chale
chhodo ye takrar purane aao ham mil jaye
bhad me jaye motar ghoda hum to maje udaye
bhad me jaye motar ghoda hum to maje udaye
ghum gham aa gayi apne adde pe sarkar
ghum gham aa gayi apne adde pe sarkar
motar wali ko ulfat ka chadne laga bukhar
mera ghoda chale
mera ghoda chale
hat mod se mera ghoda chale
meri motar chale
mera ghoda chale
meri motar chale
mera ghoda chale
meri motar chale pam pam pam
baj mod se
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Sun Meri Motor Chale Pam Pam Pam
Hearken, my motor starts,
My motor hums, *pam pam pam*.
Hearken, my motor starts,
My motor hums, *pam pam pam*.
From bend it rolls, my motor speeds,
My motor races.
Behold, my steed now strides,
My steed now strides,
My steed now strides.
From bend it swerves, my steed now strides,
My steed now strides.
Across four leagues, this weary steed,
Pants, calling breath to me.
Yes, yes, calling breath to me.
Across four leagues, this weary steed,
Pants, calling breath to me.
Yes, yes, calling breath to me.
Across four leagues, this weary steed,
Pants, calling breath to me.
Yes, yes, calling breath to me.
Yes, yes, calling breath to me.
While this, my motor, swift as light,
Reaches Delhi's shore.
While this, my motor, swift as light,
Reaches Delhi's shore.
My motor races.
My motor races.
My motor hums, *pam pam pam*.
From bend it rolls, my motor speeds,
My motor races.
As you journey, your motor breaks,
In the heart of the bazaar.
The passengers push with might,
No mechanic can be found.
The passengers push with might,
No mechanic can be found.
My steed now strides.
My steed now strides.
From bend it swerves, my steed now strides,
My steed now strides.
Leave these ancient quarrels, let's now unite,
To hell with motor and steed, we'll relish delight!
To hell with motor and steed, we'll relish delight!
Wandering, we arrive at our destined place,
Wandering, we arrive at our destined place.
The motor's driver, with love's fever, is consumed.
My steed now strides.
My steed now strides.
From bend it swerves, my steed now strides,
My motor races.
My steed now strides.
My motor races.
My steed now strides.
My motor hums, *pam pam pam*.
From bend it rolls…
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.
