Текст и перевод песни Bharka Swaroop Saxena - Nichod De

Nichod De

Naa na naaaa
Naa na naaLibrary ke history waale floor pe
Post office ke peeche waale door pe
Saej pe ya maej pe class mein
Raet mein ya khet mein ghaas mein
Tu mujhe nichode de
Main tujhe nivhod doon
Tu mujhe jhinnjod de
Main tujhe jhinjhod doon
Chahe mile lift mein raat waali shift mein
Peele chahe oak se
Chahe chule jhokde
Aa a a a tujhe thoda sa bikaad doon
Billiyan williyan ukhaad doon
Tabhi se jale talwe mere
Kaat mujhe shirt teri phaad doon
Jaise chahe khel le
Jaise chahe mod de
Jab chahe dheel de
Charkhiyaan todke(thodke thodke)
Ah ah ah ah...
Dhodne kahan seb hai
Phati meri jaeb hai
Chahe turpaai kar
Chahe toh dehd de

Aa tu jaise bhula koi aayi ghar(gharrrrr)
Aake meri karwat mein teher
Ohh safe mein rahe aise tandoor mein
Seena tera choorme aisa.choor ke
Aisa mein hi logi jaise saaf mein
Dono ek dooje ke liye half hoo
Tu meri zameen bannnnn.

Ah ah ah...

Tu meri zameen ban
Baaki mujhpe chod de

Main tujhe nichod lo
Tu mujhe nichod le

Chahe mile lift mein
Raat waali shift mein
Peele chahe oak se
Chahe choole jhook de
Aa tujhe thode sa bigaad doon
Billiyan williyan ukhaad doon
Tabhi se jale talwe mere
Kaat meri shirt tujhe phaad doon

Tu mujhe nichod de
Main tujhe nichod lo
Tu mujhe jhinjod de
Main tujhe jhinjhod lo

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Nichod De

No no no
No no no Library's history floor
Door behind post office
In the shade or in the fun in class
In the sand or in the field in the grass
You squeeze me
I'll satisfy you
You shake me
I'll shake you
Whether in the elevator in the night shift
Whether yellow or oak
Whether stove or swing
Ah ah ah I'll spoil you a little
I'll uproot the cats and the willians
That's why my feet are burning
Cut my shirt and tear me apart
Play with me as you wish
Turn me as you wish
Loosen me when you wish
Break the spinning wheels(break break)
Ah ah ah ah...
Where is the apple to pound
My pocket is torn
Whether you torture me
Or whether you give me your body

Ah you came home like someone forgotten (home)
Come and rest in my side
Oh be safe in me like in a oven
Your breasts are like a dessert
I'll eat you like you're clean
We are both halves for each other
You be my land.

Ah ah ah...

You be my land
Leave the rest to me

I'll squeeze you
You squeeze me

Whether in the elevator
In the night shift
Whether yellow or oak
Whether stove or swing
Ah I'll spoil you a little
I'll uproot the cats and the willians
That's why my feet are burning
Cut my shirt and tear me apart

You squeeze me
I'll squeeze you
You shake me
I'll shake you

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah