Lyrics and translation Parmish Verma - Gaal Ni Kadni - Studio

Gaal Ni Kadni - Studio

Ho kaiyan di taan soch hundi
Yaari vich cheat di
Par saddi yaari jivein
Road concrete di
Poore tihan da pawake
Tel chakk laiye vehicle'an
Ho bebe kehndi hatna ni
Jinna marzi main cheekh laan
Lammi hundi jandi ae
List yaaron lie di
Sau de nalo mehngi kade
Ainak ni layi di
Aayi utte aa gayi jadon
Hind naiyo chhadni
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Ho kaiyan di taan soch hundi
Yaari vich cheat di
Par saddi yaari jivein
Road concrete di
Poore tihan da pawake
Tel chakk laiye vehicle'an
Ho bebe kehndi hatna ni
Jinna marzi main cheekh laan
Lammi hundi jandi ae
List yaaron lie di
Sau de nalo mehngi kade
Ainak ni layi di
Aayi utte aa gayi jadon
Hind naiyo chhadni
Ho baaki jo marji hunda ho jave veere
Par gaal ni kadni
Ho kaam hove ya na hove
Roz gehde hunde shehar de
Sara din waalan
Vich hath rehnde pher de
Kayi ne sharabi
Kayi yaar gym wale aan
Kayi ne shareef
Kayi bahle mere saale aa
Husan bathera khush hoiye dekh dekh ke
Mallo malli wala hai glow sadde face te
Poori ae mogano saanu raat paindi pattni
Ho baaki jo marji hunda ho jave veere
Par gaal ni kadni
Nakli brand paunde pehli pehli copy'an
Aivein hi najayaj dinde rahida sappiyan
Aukhe vehle kaam da plan hai banaya ji
Jadon paise kade auto wala hadda tayaji
Bhande bhunde maajh.
Oh sorry sorry.
Bunk boonk maar ke padhaiyan sab kittiyan
Modde te compartment waliyan ne feetiyan
Khushi bhawein ghami nitt murgi hai waddni
Khad ja teri bhain di
Gaal ni kadni
Sirhane laake soja Mortein de coil nu
Dadhi follow kare Parmish de style nu
Dekh ke police jatt ho jaiye kalti
Kehdi kudi jehdi sanu vekh ni palti
Miss call'an joge phone vich hunde note yaar
Red rood light'an wali ashikan ni chhoteya
Jithon sare roke deyan chandi utthe gaddni
Baaki dhun oh ki pata yaar
Gaal ni kadni
Dhakke na likhaya geet yaar Vicky Gill ton
Serious hoke likh ditta ohne dil ton
Goldy te Satte kolon music bana leya
Jithon takke auna siga thoda bohta gaa leya
Laggeya de change sir mathe parwane aa
Maada lagge ab ki hai laini meri jaan aa
Agle gaane ch appa end kar chhadni
Ho baaki jo marji hunda ho jave veere
Comment'an ch gaal ni kadni
Paindi aa phir takk champion
Changa phir agli gali

Gaal Ni Kadni - Studio

It's sometimes strange to think
Of cheating in friendship
But our friendship is like
A concrete road
Having passed through the fire
Fueling the engine of our vehicle
My baby says don't give up
No matter how much I scream
The list of friends is getting longer
A list of friends is worth
More than a hundred
I've never worn glasses
When I'm wearing them
I won't leave India
Track "Parmish Verma"
On Bandsintown
It's sometimes strange to think
Of cheating in friendship
But our friendship is like
A concrete road
Having passed through the fire
Fueling the engine of our vehicle
My baby says don't give up
No matter how much I scream
The list of friends is getting longer
A list of friends is worth
More than a hundred
I've never worn glasses
When I'm wearing them
I won't leave India
Whatever happens, my friend
Let's not break each other's hearts
Whether it works or not
Every day I hear urban rumors
The good-for-nothing idling their whole day away
In their hands they have nothing but change
Some are drunkards
Some are fitness enthusiasts
Some are well-behaved
And some are my dear old friends
Husan is thrilled to see it
There is a radiance on my face
The whole city is mine to lose when the night falls
Whatever happens, my friend
Let's not break each other's hearts
Wearing fake brands and copying others
Waiting for an opportunity without doing anything
They said they had a great plan
But when it came to money, they all ran away
They said they were drunk.
Oh sorry, sorry.
They've all been studying like crazy
And the ones who failed are now feeling blue
Happiness or sorrow, life goes on
Get lost, sister
Let's not break each other's hearts
Put a Mortein coil by the bedside
The beard follows Parmish's style
Seeing me, the police turn into youngsters
Which girl doesn't turn to look at me
I have so many missed calls that my phone is full
Traffic lights are for lovers, my friend
I'll stop for a while and watch the beauty of the night
For the rest, I don't know, my friend
Let's not break each other's hearts
Dhakke wasn't written by Vicky Gill
He wrote it seriously from his heart
I made music with Goldy and Satte
I sang a little too much until I reached my peak
Change is coming, and the moths are swarming
My dear, I'm on a roll
I'll end this with the next song
Whatever happens, my friend
Let's not break each other's hearts in the comments
Come on, champ
Until next time