Paroles et traduction Jass Bajwa - Rond Vaarte

Rond Vaarte

Mel vich aayi firdi si mela luttdi
Sirre di sunakhi naar paune 6 foot di
Jatt chaarhda si mucch
Ohne jarho ditta putt
Jdo khich khich thumke si maare
Giddhe vich nachdi ton
Rond vaarte raffal de saare

Rakh k sirhane ni bandook soan waale nu
Bna lea nishana tu nishaane laun waale nu
Maar hirni di maari
Munda sirre da shikaari
Jma rakhta ragad k naare
Giddhe vich nachdi ton
Rond vaarte raffal de saare

Suit paayi firdi si goorha naabhi rang da
Nakhra rakaan da si sooli utte tangda
Kolo jandi jandi kheh gyi
Kujh akhan naal keh gyi
Kudi positive de gyi ishaare
Giddhe vich nachdi ton
Rond vaarte raffal de saare

Chachi ton kda lyi main sakeeri oss heer di
Aayi si chicago ton oh saali vadde veer di
Mann bhabhi diye bhene
Nainewaaliye de kehne
Gall karlai tu ghare saade baare
Giddhe vich nachdi ton
Rond vaarte raffal de sare.

Wandering Around

I went to a fair and looted the fair
A beautiful lady, 6 feet tall
The Jatt twirled his mustache
He put her in trouble
She danced and swayed
In the Giddha
Wandering around with Rafale jets

Put the shotgun under your pillow, my love
Aim at the one who aims at you
She killed the deer
The guy from the village is a hunter
He holds the rifle close
In the Giddha
Wandering around with Rafale jets

She wore a dark green suit
Her arrogance was like a sword hanging on a rope
She went away, talking
She said something with her eyes
She gave me positive signs
In the Giddha
Wandering around with Rafale jets

I got the whiskey from my aunt
She came from Chicago, with her big brother
My heart became my sister-in-law
She said that she is beautiful
Tell me about my house
In the Giddha
Wandering around with Rafale jets.