Текст и перевод песни Amrita Virk - Gulabi Pagg

Gulabi Pagg

Yeah!
Thoda move baby!
Raftaar!

Haaye mera sar tu ghum'aaye aaye
Mere seene mein suiyaan chubh'aaye aaye
Mujhe peeye bina chadha hai suroor
Tere aankhein iss bande ko nashe mein dubaaye aaye

Mujhko tu mujhse chura le zara, haaye
Paas tu mujhko bula le zara
Dil rehta hai saara din bhara bhara
Sab teri hai ghalti hai baby
Sab tera kara dhara

Ye haath ni aane ki
Ye saath ni jaane ki
Par baat karun baby
Main to saath nibhaane ki

Jaise move tu karti hai
Lagta hai jaan se maaregi
Ya tu pyaar se maaregi
Ya raftaar se maaregi

Jaise move tu karti hai
Lagta hai jaan se maaregi
Ya tu pyaar se maaregi
Ya raftaar se maaregi

Move. ye rukne ni waali
Move. ye rukne ni, rukne ni
Move. ye rukne ni waali
Move.

Ye rukne ni waali
Kasam hai khaa li
Ghoome jaise body ki firki bana li
Sab huve lattu, rukna na ab tu
Tere liye beat baje, tere liye taali
Badan lacheela, Baby rubber band hai
Bend-down kare dono ghutno pe hand hai
Tujhe sajne ki na hai zaroorat
Pehne tu 100 ki bhi jeans toh brand hai

Jaise move tu karti hai
Lagta hai jaan se maaregi
Ya tu pyaar se maaregi
Ya raftaar se maaregi

Jaise move tu karti hai
Lagta hai jaan se maaregi
Ya tu pyaar se maaregi
Ya raftaar se maaregi

Everybody go!

Move. move...

Move tu karti
Move tu karti
Move tu karti
Raftaar se maaregi

Pink Turban

Yeah!
Move a little, baby!
Raftaar!

Oh, my head is spinning from you
You're pricking my heart like needles
I'm drunk without drinking
Your eyes are intoxicating me

Steal me from myself
Call me to you
My heart is full all day long
It's all your fault, baby
You're the one who messed it all up

These hands won't come
This company won't go
But I'll talk to you, baby
I'll keep the company

The way you move
You're going to kill me with your style
Either you'll kill me with love
Or you'll kill me with speed

The way you move
You're going to kill me with your style
Either you'll kill me with love
Or you'll kill me with speed

Move. You're not going to stop
Move. You're not going to stop, stop
Move. You're not going to stop
Move.

You're not going to stop
You've sworn an oath
You're going to spin like a top
Everybody's crazy, don't stop now
The beat is for you, the applause is for you
Your body's flexible, baby, you're a rubber band
Bend down on both knees, hands on the ground
You don't need to get dressed
Even if you wear a pair of jeans that cost 100, it's still a brand

The way you move
You're going to kill me with your style
Either you'll kill me with love
Or you'll kill me with speed

The way you move
You're going to kill me with your style
Either you'll kill me with love
Or you'll kill me with speed

Everybody go!

Move. move...

You move
You move
You move
You'll kill me with your style