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Lyrics of Tune Ye Jana Ek Kanta Lagne Se Main Ghayal Ho Gayi - तूने ये जाना एक काटा लगने से मैं घायल हो गयी
tune ye jana ek kanta lagne se main ghayal ho gayi
ho main ghayal ho gayi
tune ye jana ek kaata lagne se main ghayal ho gayi
kanta to nikal gaya, kanta to nikal gaya
par tere chhune se main pagal ho gayi ho main pagal ho gayi
tune ye jana ek kaata lagne se main ghayal ho gayi
kanta to nikal gaya, kanta to nikal gaya
par tere chhune se main pagal ho gayi ae main ghayal ho gayi
tere haatho se mere ang ang me bechaini si badh gayi
sharam se simat gayi, tujhse lipat gayi
main duniya chhod gayi ho par tu na jana
tune ye jana ek kanta lagne se main ghayal ho gayi
main pagal ho gayi
mai anjan sahi, main nadan sahi par tu nadan nahi
bante ho to ho, par mann ke kuchh ho kuchh bhi pahchan nahi
ho tu hai diwana, tune ye jana
ek kanta lagne se main ghayal ho gayi, main pagal ho gayi
main kaisi bhi hu, main jaisi bhi hu swikar mujhe kar le
main sach kahti hu, kahti rehti hu tu pyar mujhe kar le
o mujhko satana, tune ye jana
ek kanta lagne se main ghayal ho gayi, main ghayal ho gayi
tune ye aana ek kanta lagne se main ghayal ho gayi
kanta to nikal gaya, kanta to nikal gaya
par tere chhune se main pagal ho gayi ho main pagal ho gayi
tune ye jana ek kanta lagne se main ghayal ho gayi
ho main pagal ho gayi
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Tune Ye Jana Ek Kanta Lagne Se Main Ghayal Ho Gayi
You thought a thorn's prick could wound me so,
Wound me so.
You thought a thorn's prick could wound me so,
The thorn withdrawn, the thorn withdrawn,
But your touch has driven me wild,
Wild, utterly wild.
You thought a thorn's prick could wound me so,
The thorn withdrawn, the thorn withdrawn,
But your touch has driven me wild,
Ah, I am wounded.
Your touch, a restless fever in every limb,
I shrink in shame, I cling to you,
I have left the world behind, but you mustn't go.
You thought a thorn's prick could wound me so,
I am wild.
I may be a stranger, naive to the core, but you are not.
You may pretend, but your heart recognizes nothing, knows nothing.
You are a madman, you have come to know,
That a thorn's prick could wound me so, I am wild.
However I am, whatever I am, accept me,
I speak the truth, I repeat it endlessly, love me,
Oh, torment me not, you have come to know,
That a thorn's prick could wound me so, I am wounded.
You thought a thorn's prick could wound me so,
The thorn withdrawn, the thorn withdrawn,
But your touch has driven me wild, I am wild.
You thought a thorn's prick could wound me so,
I am wild.
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.
