Paroles et traduction Kanth Kaler - Sweater

Sweater

Gal vich muffler NIKE de
Te Cap'an Adidas diyan,
Mehnge-mehnge court jehe kit'an
Hariyan thariyan jaapdiyan.
Ohde hathan vich jaadu si,
Jaan rehmat usde gun di si
Eh ohna warga nigh nai dende
Jede maa sweater bun di si,
Ho meri bebe sweater bun'di si.
Akkdi si naa thakdi si
Maa bhajji bhajji firdi si,
Koi maadi gal na kardi si
Koi maadi gal na krdi si
Maa rajji rajji firdi si,
Charkha katdi ghodiyan gaundi
Adhi raat tak sun di si
Eh ohna varga nigh nai dinde
Jede maa sweater bun di si,
Ho meri bebe sweater bun'di si.
Mainu na lage vaa tati
Khud tatiyan thandiyan sehndi si
Mainu na lage vaa tati
Khud tatiyan thandiyan sehndi si,
Mere dil vich jo vi hunda si,
Maa chehre to bujh laindi
Oh sabh kujh jaani jaan meri
Ramzan vi meriyan bujhdi si,
Eh ohna varga nigh nai dinde
Jede maa sweater bun di si,
Ho meri bebe sweater bun di si.
Jad main kar gayi kooch jahano
Supne de vich hoongenga,
Pind Badni di juh cho Sukhi,
Maa diyan paidaan dhoondenga
Hasdi hasdi kehd jandi gal bilkul sachi hun di si
Eh ohna warga nigh nai dinde
Jede maa sweater bun di si,
Ho meri bebe sweater bun di si.

Sweater

Girl with a NIKE muffler around her neck
And wearing an Adidas cap,
Expressive like expensive court shoes
Green and yellow.
There is magic in her hands,
My life is blessed because of her virtues
They don't give nights like hers
Knitting a sweater,
Oh my dear, she knitted a sweater.
She did not complain
Mother kept going, knitting and knitting,
She never spoke a bad word,
She never spoke a bad word
Mother kept smiling,
Spinning the spinning wheel and singing
I listened till midnight
They don't give nights like hers
Knitting a sweater,
Oh my dear, she knitted a sweater.
I don't mind the scolding
She endured the cold herself
I don't mind the scolding
She endured the cold herself,
Whatever was in my heart,
Mother could read on my face
She knew everything my love
She even knew when I was fasting,
They don't give nights like hers
Knitting a sweater,
Oh my dear, she knitted a sweater.
When I leave for foreign lands
She will be in my dreams,
Sukhi of Pind Badni,
I will search for the land of my mother
She used to say with a smile that the story is absolutely true
They don't give nights like hers
Knitting a sweater,
Oh my dear, she knitted a sweater.