Paroles et traduction Yo Yo Honey Singh & Diljit Dosanjh - Goliyan

Goliyan

Yes we loaded, we reloaded
Munho bolde ni maada, putha karde ni kaara
Aundi samajh na kahto sarde aa
La ke chitta chadra, mele nu aaun da
Yaaran nu ae shaunk, bakkre bulaon da
Sheran de shikaar, kar ke dikhaun da, bai kar ke dikhaun da
Mitran nu shaunk, goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan chalon da
Mitran nu shaunk, goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan chalon da
Navi te nikor kole car rakhni, car ch patake jehi naar rakhni
Dikki vich tej talwar rakhni
Aunda ae swaad yaarian nibhaun da, bai yaarian nibhaun da
Mitran nu shaunk, goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan chalon da
Mitran nu shaunk, goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan goliyan goliyan
Nikke hunde dad ne fada ti bandook, chacha mera kehnda haan bai shoot
Goli di awaaz ne chaska laa ta, bai hona ki si aggey pher, chakko payr
Asla asli da hathi fabda, tenu lagge tu gangster, ha ha
Utton kehnda No.1, bai wah bai wah
But jithe aapa ajj ajj rab di raza
Baazi jadon lag jaandi sir dhaar di, pehli vich jatt di gandaasi vardi
Kacchi billi yaaran de na muhre adhdi
Sin ke nishaane nu tikaane laun da, tikaane laun da
Mitran nu shaunk, goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan chalon da
Mitran nu shaunk, goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan goliyan goliyan
Vakh vakh asle di rakhi poori range, ik do maheene baad karidi aa change
Mauser, pistal, 32 bor, 12 bor, asle de sir te ni, bahawan ch vi poora jor
Yo Yo Honey Singh, naal Diljit, ik vaari phir aapa khichi ae speed
Ehio raftaar rakheo mere yaar, bas ik thoda pyaar, thats all I need
Modheyan te rakh hatheyar gabru, mafia mandeer tere yaar gabru
Nit nave bhalde shikaar gabru
Siran wale Pirti de gaane gaun da, gaane gaun da
Mitran nu shaunk, goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan chalon da, bai goliyan chalon da
Mitran nu shaunk, goliyan chalon da

Bullets (Goliyan)

Yes we loaded, we reloaded
My mother doesn't scold me, my father doesn't stop me
Don't try to understand, just let us be
I'll wear white and come to the gathering
My friends like to show off, they call goats
I'll show you how lions hunt, my dear, I'll show you
My friends like to shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets
My friends like to shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets
I like to keep a new and shiny car, a car that looks like a firecracker
I keep a sharp sword in the trunk
I love to keep my friendships, my dear, to keep my friendships
My friends like to shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets
My friends like to shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets, shoot bullets, shoot bullets
When I was young, my father gave me a gun, my uncle told me to shoot
The sound of the gun makes me jump, my dear, I wonder what will happen next, you'll lose your legs
My real gun is an elephant gun, if you get hit, you'll think you're a gangster, ha ha
Everyone says I'm No. 1, wow, wow
But where I am today is by God's grace
When the game is played with your life on the line, the first thing that comes to mind is the Sikh warrior's sword
My friends are like unripe mangoes
I aim at the target and hit it, hit it
My friends like to shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets
My friends like to shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets, shoot bullets, shoot bullets
I keep my weapons up to date, I change them every month or two
Mauser, pistol, 32 bore, 12 bore, my weapons are not only on my head, but also in my arms
Yo Yo Honey Singh, with Diljit, I'm speeding up again
Keep this speed, my dear, just a little love, that's all I need
Keep your weapons ready, my dear, the mafia is your friend, my dear
Always hunting new prey, my dear
I sing songs about the saints, I sing songs
My friends like to shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets, my dear, shoot bullets
My friends like to shoot bullets, my dear