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Lyrics of Us Ladki Ka Hai Naam Kala - उस लड़की का नाम कला
us ladki se mujhe preet hai mere man ki jo meet hai
na hasti hai na roti hai na jagti hai na soti hai
na khati hai na peeti hai
ab socho ab socho wo kaise jeeti hai
us ladki ka hai nam kala kala
us ladki ka hai nam kala
mujhe usne pukara lo mai chala lo mai chala
us ladki ka hai nam kala
o kala o kala mai tera diwana sari dunia se begana
o kala mai tera diwana sari dunia se begana
art is my life art is my wife yu shama i parwana
yu has has ke mai jala us ladki ka hai nam kala
mujhe usne pukara lo mai chala lo mai chala
us ladki ka hai nam kala
mai kalawati ka dharm pati or dance ke fun ka jati sati
mai kalawati ka dharm pati or dance ke fun ka jati sati
is sokh me dekar diwala kholi hai maine ek shala
mere hath se o mere hath se hai dunia ka bhala
dunia ka bhala us ladki ka hai nam kala
mujhe usne pukara lo mai chala lo mai chala
us ladki ka hai nam kala
sach puche agar koi bhaiya asan nahi ye tha thaiya
sach puche agar koi bhaiya asan nahi ye tha thaiya
jitne bhi bade us par hue ghar unke sada barbad hue
jute se jute se alag raha unka chala
unka chala us ladki ka hai nam kala
mujhe usne pukara lo mai chala lo mai chala
us ladki ka hai nam kala mujhe usne pukara
lo mai chala lo mai chala lo mai chala
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Us Ladki Ka Hai Naam Kala
My soul's beloved, the girl of my heart,
a friend unseen, a world apart.
She neither laughs, nor weeps, nor wakes, nor sleeps,
nor hungers, nor thirsts, the secret she keeps.
Now ponder, now ponder, how does she breathe?
The maiden's name, the name is Art, believe.
The maiden's name, is Art.
She called to me, and I depart,
she called to me, the name is Art.
O Art, O Art, your madman I,
estranged from all beneath the sky.
O Art, I’m yours, from all I flee,
Art is my life, my wife, you see.
You, the flame, I, the moth that burns,
you laugh, I'm consumed, for Art I yearn.
She called to me, and I depart,
she called to me, the name is Art.
I am Art's husband, bound by grace,
a devotee of dance's embrace.
I am Art's husband, by dharma's decree,
of dance's art, the pure devotee.
To sorrow I gave, this ruin I've sought,
to open a school, a lesson taught.
By my hand, oh by my hand,
the world finds good, across the land.
She called to me, and I depart,
she called to me, the name is Art.
Truth be told, dear brother, this dance is steep,
truth be told, dear brother, this dance runs deep.
Those who have sought her, their houses have fell,
whose love was true, their stories they tell.
From shoe to shoe, their paths remained separate,
their paths, their paths. The maiden's name is Art.
She called to me, and I depart,
she called to me, the name is Art.
She called to me, and I depart,
she called to me, and I depart,
and I depart.
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.
