Текст и перевод песни Asura feat. Selvin Francis - Sham Ki Kahani

Sham Ki Kahani

Tha mey mastikhor, jab tha mey Tha mey mastikhor, jab tha mey gyaarah saal ka
Mey teachero ko pareshan karke hamesha abb class ke bahar tha
Hua hip hop se vaasta jab tha mey Terah saal ka
Tha woh bhalta ladka, bas karta apna manka
Na khota mey toh bajta qki sunta mey toh busta
Nusta faltugiri Karun aala itka faar
Na gheto mi tar vishraam
Pandra saal ke umar mey likha pehla baar
Sochke jo bhi ho rha tha aas paas
Play kia maine beat aur bajne dia din raat
Chapter pe chapter abb niklega yeh syllabus
Satrah saal tha dimag se paidal jab Kia maine sab paar trust
Repping middle class jab tha mey unnees saal
Karne laga qatal-e-aam abb beat ka mey ram
Ram satya hai, jo bhi saale baakte hai
Ikkees saal ke umar chalu kia nine to five fir uske baad hua
Fire in the booth jaise Charlie sloth
Chaubees saal abb aya aise mod aya siddha hyderabad
Repping nawab gang(Nawab gang)

Haar shaam ki kahani abb sun sun
Yeh sham hai mastaani abb jhum
Kitna madhur hai yeh dhun
Isme hoja mey beta ghum, ghum
Aye
Haar shaam ki kahani abb sun sun
Yeh sham hai mastaani abb jhum
Kitna madhur hai yeh dhun
Isme hoja mey beta ghum, ghum
Aye

Jab main gyaarah bach tha
Mera nanne munne sapne tha
Movies dheke inspire hua hero mujhe banatha
Padiye meh thod week kyu ki art mera pyar tha
School jath late kyu ki cool mera dreams tha
Chore karke iron rods scrap ko main bej tha tha
Dhas rupe leke pura gang ko khilatha tha
Chor police khel me sala main chuta daudh tha
Pakdna mujhe mushkil koie kyu ki Uncha mera hide out tha
Appa amma busy tha bro ghar ko samlne me
Ghalat karne time pe rook ne keliye koie nahi hain
Gundagiri karthe nikla fourth phase gullyome
Sanki meri phirgaya tho Pachagad seedha moh bey
Haar Mera guru aur Vohi Mera ghuroor
Hyderabad na Ooru Hip hop Mera Suroor
Theen rupe cycle, Paanch rupe panipuri
Ye tha Mera story, Har sham Ke kahani

Haar shaam ki kahani abb sun sun
Yeh sham hai mastaani abb jhum
Kitna madhur hai yeh dhun
Isme hoja mey beta ghum, ghum
Aye
Haar shaam ki kahani abb sun sun
Yeh sham hai mastaani abb jhum
Kitna madhur hai yeh dhun
Isme hoja mey beta ghum, ghum
Aye

Sham Ki Kahani

I was a prankster when I was eleven years old
I was always outside the class after bothering the teachers
I got into hip hop when I was thirteen years old
That good boy, just doing what he wanted
I didn't lose because I listened to the busta
No need to do useless things, it's that far
Not in the ghetto, my faith
At the age of fifteen, I wrote for the first time
Thinking about everything that was happening around
I played the beat and let it play day and night
Chapter after chapter, this syllabus will come out now
I was seventeen years old, mentally pedestrian when I trusted everything
Repping middle class when I was nineteen years old
I started killing the beat, I became the ram
Ram is true, whoever is left
At the age of twenty-one, I started nine to five and then it happened
Fire in the booth like Charlie Sloth
Twenty-four years old now, such a turn has come, straight to Hyderabad
Repping Nawab gang (Nawab gang)

Listen to the story of every evening now
This evening is joyous, now sway
How sweet is this tune
Let me get lost in it, lost
Aye
Listen to the story of every evening now
This evening is joyous, now sway
How sweet is this tune
Let me get lost in it, lost
Aye

When I was an eleven-year-old kid
I had small dreams
I was inspired by movies, I used to pretend to be a hero
I was a little weak in studies because art was my love
I used to go to school late because being cool was my dream
I used to sell iron rods scrap after stealing them
I used to feed the whole gang with ten rupees
I used to run away in the game of cops and robbers
It was difficult to catch me because my hideout was high
Mom and dad were busy managing the house, bro
There was no one to stop me when I did something wrong
I came out doing hooliganism from the fourth phase street
My chain got lost, so I went straight to Pachagad seedha moh bey
Haar is my guru and he is my pride
Hyderabad is my city, Hip hop is my passion
Three rupees bicycle, five rupees panipuri
This was my story, the story of every evening

Listen to the story of every evening now
This evening is joyous, now sway
How sweet is this tune
Let me get lost in it, lost
Aye
Listen to the story of every evening now
This evening is joyous, now sway
How sweet is this tune
Let me get lost in it, lost
Aye