Paroles et traduction Muhfaad - Happy Diwala Raavan

Happy Diwala Raavan

Khush hum dukhi tum fussi bomb inke gaane
Dushman sare chhupe rustam hai ye shaane
Par saare ye deewane, mane ya na mane
Mere jaisa paida kiya nahi beta teri maa ne
Tu aur mai beta dono alag hai
Sahi tu galat mai
Mujhe follow mat kar
Hu gayab mai jhapke jo palakh hai
Sun.mere dry vocal final bhale sookha nahi halak hai
Bass wali dhamak hai
Treble wali chamak hai
Bhanak hai sabko ke
Ye maharaj ki sanak hai
Dekhi nahi jhalak hai
Maharaj ji chanakya
Lyrics me lalak hai
Lalkarti alag hai
Chal tu hi teri marzi bata
Kaun si tujhe allergy bata
Aisa dunga sila tujhe bewafa sanam
Sochega hota faadne wala ya darji bada!

Bhai bol ke mai rishte aise todta ni sala
Par nasal inki aisi kasar chhodne ni wala
Jab chahu tab diwali jab chahu tab dhamaka
Jab chahe fate bomb meri praja bole Happy Diwala
Apko aur apke parivar ko.

Achha sun.
Sindoor se kheechenge red line
Aao zara baithe studio me dono
24 ghante deadline
Ek taraf tu, ek taraf mai hi mai
Maharaj ne udhed diya
Subah hogi headline
Aj se abhi se inhe dil se deleting
Meri mehnat ki kamayi se
Bhaijaa no cheating!
Phone katu mai ghamand se inke
Maharaj to busy hai
This side ego speaking!
Hath jodta nahi mai
Mere hath dono diagonal
Pita hua pehle se ye
Ho jaye bhale fight kal
Bolo Jai Kishan! ghar jao bae!
Abhi ke liye atma nachayi
Moksh mil jayega bhai kal!
Tere bhai ka hai vaada
Mic pe mai maathapachchi bhi karu
To views aur like zada
Aayiii saala organic!
Sahi suna, kahi guna
Inse better deta vibe hu na!

Bhai bol ke mai rishte aise todta ni sala
Par nasal inki aisi kasar chhodne ni wala
Jab chahu tab diwali jab chahu tab dhamaka
Jab chahe fate bomb meri praja bole Happy Diwala

Poore shauk se kar aarti parivar ki
Feel le tu ghar bar ki
Agar paarkhi nazro se dekho to tu
Ye har bar hi takhtapalat hai
Aisi taisi teri sarkar ki
Share market badh gayi
Teri aukaat se seedha bahar ki
Ab pyar ni kisi se koi hate nahi hai
Ye bhai bolte par iraade nek nahi hai
Kher meri zindagi ye mujhe khud hi dekhni hai
Sun lo bhaiyaa personal professional dono ek nahi hai
Kare leg pulling ye streeling ki nasal wale
Inki hai fukti mujhse inhe bolo maa ki kasam kha le
Haram ke hazam mujhe hote nahi nivale
Maharaj hindi me ek hai baki nakal sare Hustle wale!
Bhai na bhaiya koi kisi ka saga nahi
Sang dab kare saiyan kyu jab sajni begani
Industry hai ye chhoti si par lambi hai kahani
Aur in chutiyo ko lagta hai mujhe kuch bhi pata ni.

Bhai bol ke mai rishte aise todta ni sala
Par nasal inki aisi kasar chhodne ni wala
Jab chahu tab diwali jab chahu tab dhamaka
Jab chahe fate bomb meri praja bole Happy Diwala
JAI HO!

Happy Diwala Raavan

You're happy, I'm sad, you're messing with my music
All the enemies are hidden, these are the wise ones
But they're all crazy, whether you like it or not
Your mother didn't give birth to a son like me
You and I, son, are both different
You're right, I'm wrong
Don't follow me
I disappear when I blink
Listen, my dry vocals, even though my throat is dry
Bass has a bang
Treble has a sparkle
Everyone knows
This is the king's madness
You haven't seen the sparkle
His Majesty Chanakya
There's a longing in the lyrics
It burns differently
Go ahead, tell me what you want
Tell me what you're allergic to
I'll give you such a reward, you unfaithful love
You'll think, was it a cheat, or a great tailor!

Brother, I don't break relationships like this, damn it
But I won't leave their breed like this, damn it
When I want, it's Diwali, when I want, it's an explosion
When I want, fate bomb, my people say Happy Diwala
To you and your family.

Alright, listen.
We'll draw a red line with vermilion
Come on, let's sit in the studio, both of us
24-hour deadline
You on one side, I on the other, it's me
The king has revealed it
Morning headlines
From now on, deleting them from the heart
From the earnings of my hard work
Brother, no cheating!
I'm proud of their phones
The king is busy
This side, ego speaking!
I don't fold my hands
My hands are both diagonal
Already beaten up by this
Let there be a fight tomorrow
Say Jai Kishan! Go home, babe!
For now, the soul has danced
Moksha will come tomorrow, brother!
Your brother's word
I'll even do a forehead touch on the mic
So more views and likes
Damn, it's organic!
You heard right, many times
I give better vibes than them, don't I!

Brother, I don't break relationships like this, damn it
But I won't leave their breed like this, damn it
When I want, it's Diwali, when I want, it's an explosion
When I want, fate bomb, my people say Happy Diwala

With full enthusiasm, perform the aarti of the family
Feel the home, the bar
If you look with discerning eyes, then you
This is always a coup
Such and such is your government's
The stock market has risen
Straight out of your means
No love for anyone, no hate for anyone
These brothers talk, but their intentions are not good
Well, I have to see this life of mine myself
Listen, brothers, personal and professional are not the same
They do leg pulling, these streeing breed
They're fucked by me, tell them to swear by their mother
I don't get haram's digestion
The king is one in Hindi, the rest are copies, all Hustle guys!
Brother, not brother, nobody is anyone's son
Why cuddle with a stranger when the wife is there
This industry is small, but the story is long
And these idiots think I don't know anything.

Brother, I don't break relationships like this, damn it
But I won't leave their breed like this, damn it
When I want, it's Diwali, when I want, it's an explosion
When I want, fate bomb, my people say Happy Diwala
JAI HO!