Awaaz neeche!
Keep your voice low!
Nakhre, nakhre, nakhre hain natak re
Nakhre, nakhre, nakhre tu peechhe hi rakh re
Tantrums, Tantrums, these tantrums are drama,
Tantrums, tantrums, keep these tantrums back only..
Pyaar mohabbat pyaare jhooth hai
Ladki gham ka basic root hai
Ek to inka roop jaal hai
Duje baatein golmaaal hai
teeje inke nakhre khwamakhwah
Love, o dear, is false,
Girl is the basic root of sadness,
One is their beauty-web,
Second, their talks are round (confusing),
Third, their useless tantrums..
Beshaq dikhne mein yeh cute hain
Ladki gham ka basic root hai
Ek toh inka roop jaal hai
Duje baatein golmaaal hai
teeje inke nakhre khahmkhah
Definitely they are cute looking,
(but) girl is the basic root of sadness,
One is their beauty-web,
Second, their talks are round (confusing),
Third, their useless tantrums..
Nakhre, nakhre, nakhre hain natak re
Nakhre, nakhre, nakhre tu peechhe hi rakh re
Nakhre, nakhre, nakhre hain natak re
Nakhre, nakhre, nakhre tu peechhe hi rakh re
Ladki patana hai kala
Lekin hai risky maamla
Majnu sa ban ke jhoola wo
Ghote khud apna hi gala
Aashiq pitaai band ho
Ban jaaye aisa koi law
Jiska koi ho na boyfriend
College mein do na daakhila
Barf bhi inke aage mute hai
Ladki gham ka basic root hai
Burf bhi inke aage mute hai
Ladki gham ka basic root hai
Ek toh fashion roz roz hi
Duje chinta weight loss ki
teeje inke nakhre khamkhah
Coaxing a girl is an art,
But it's a risky thing,
He hanged like a mad lover,
suffocates himself..
lovers' beating should be banned,
some such law should be made,
whoever doesn't have a boyfriend
should not be allowed admission in college,
even ice is mute in front of them,
girl is the basic root of sadness
One, daily fashion,
Second, concern of weight loss,
Third, the useless tantrums..
Ladki jab banti premika
Band bajaaye chain ka
Udne lagte hain baal bhi
Ud jaata circuit brain ka
Patri pe baitha aadmi
Rasta phir dekhe train ka
Har banda inke saamne
Ban jaaye dhakkan drain ka
Sachchai yeh kadwa ghoont hai
Ladki gham ka basic root hai
Sachchai yeh kadwa ghoont hai
Ladki gham ka basic root hai
Ek to roye baat baat pe
Duje khatron mulakaat pe
teeje inke nakhre khamkhah
When a girl becomes a lover,
Peace is completely gone,
Even hair loss starts,
Brain's circuit gets shorted,
Man sitting on the track,
looks for the train then,
Every man, in front of them,
becomes the lid of drain,
This truth is a bitter gulp,
Girl is the basic root of sadness,
One, cries on almost everything,
Second, dangers of meeting,
Third, their useless tantrums..
Nakhre, nakhre, nakhre hai natak re
Nakhre, nakhre, nakhre tu peechhe hi rakh re
Nakhre, nakhre, nakhre hai natak re
Nakhre, nakhre, nakhre tu peechhe hi rakh re..
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