Текст и перевод песни Gurdas Maan - Punjab

Punjab

Keda keda dukh dassan main Punjab da
Phull murjhaya peya ae gulab da
Keda keda dukh dassan main Punjab da
Phull murjhaya peya ae gulab da
Sukk gayian jadaan murjhaiyan tahniyan
Sukk gayian jadaan murjhaiyan tahniyan
Chheti kite methon dassiyan ni janiyan
Chheti kite methon dassiyan ni janiyan
Har paase nashe di haneri jhull gayi
Har paase nashe di haneri jhull gayi
Waddeyan daleran nu daleri bhull gayi
Waddeyan daleran nu daleri bhull gayi
Ho dass keda nachuga khande di dhar te
Gabhru Punjabi nasheyan ne maarte
Rangle Punjabi nasheyan ne maarte
Gabhru Punjabi nasheyan ne maarte
Rangle Punjabi nasheyan ne maarte
Kithe phire bhuli waddiye Punjabane
Tainu ajj aaonde ni jawak sambhne
Kithe phire bhuli waddiye Punjabane
Tainu ajj aaonde ni jawak sambhne
Dhuyein naal chhaatiyan da dudh sadta
Dhuyein naal chhaatiyan da dudh sadta
Jamne to pehlan addha putt maarta
Jamne to pehlan addha putt maarta
Jammde nu rogan ne leya ae gher ji
Keda laal maayi da banuga sher ji
Keda laal maayi da banuga sher ji
Keda laal maayi da banuga sher ji
Keda laal maayi da banuga sher ji
Zehran beej beej ke ugaaiyan faslan
Faslan de zehar ne ganwaiyan naslan
Zehran beej beej ke ugaaiyan faslan
Faslan de zehar ne ganwaiyan naslan
Gauan majhan full kittiyan train ji
Tikeyan te gijh gaiyan dudh den ji
Tikeyan te gijh gaiyan dudh den ji
Koyi na fark dudh te sharab da
Koyi na fark dudh te sharab da
Paani peen joga vi reya ni dhaab da
Paani peen joga vi reya ni dhaab da
Chitte da toofan enna baada ho gaya
Rangla Punjab mera kaala ho gaya
Rangla Punjab mera kaala ho gaya
Rangla Punjab mera kaala ho gaya
Rangla Punjab mera kaala ho gaya
Gine chune rehge ne khiladi khel de
Engine janjal je Punjab mail de
Gine chune rehge ne khiladi khel de
Engine janjal je Punjab mail de
Ho mundeyan nu maar gaiyan dode bhukkiyan
Mundeyan nu maar gaiyan dode bhukkiyan
Dhiyan de ghaman de vich maawan mukkiyan
Dhiyan de ghaman de vich maawan mukkiyan
Bapuji de phull chhapadan ch taar te
Gabhru Punjabi nasheyan ne maarte
Rangle Punjabi nasheyan ne maarte
Gabhru Punjabi nasheyan ne maarte
Rangle Punjabi nasheyan ne maarte
Loki ajj bhulge saleeka pyar da
Chal peya kam yaara lutmaar da
Loki ajj bhulge saleeka pyar da
Chal peya kam yaara lutmaar da
Bhulle satkar babeyan di baani da
Bhulle satkar babeyan di baani da
Geeta te shalokan vichli kahani da
Geeta te shalokan vichli kahani da
Lag paye shaheedan di udon khilli ji
Keeda keeda badlu itihas Delhi ji
Keeda keeda badlu itihas Delhi ji
Keeda keeda badlu itihas Delhi ji
Keeda keeda badlu itihas Delhi ji
Oh rabba mereya
Hoye saiyan mereya
Nilajjeyan di lajj tu
Nioateyan di oat tu
Nimaaneyan na maan tu
Nitaaneyan da taan
Tere bina rakhi na kise te aas ji
Sunlai tu benti guran de daas di
Sunlai tu benti guran de daas di
Sunlai tu benti guran de daas di
Sunlai tu benti guran de daas di

Punjab

How can I tell you of Punjab's sorrows, my love?
The rose's bloom has withered away.
How can I tell you of Punjab's sorrows, my love?
The rose's bloom has withered away.
The roots have dried, the branches have faded,
The roots have dried, the branches have faded,
From where should I begin to tell you, my dear?
From where should I begin to tell you, my dear?
The darkness of addiction has spread everywhere,
The darkness of addiction has spread everywhere,
The bravery of the brave has been forgotten.
The bravery of the brave has been forgotten.
Tell me, how will they dance on the edge of the sword?
The young Punjabis are dying from addiction, my love.
The vibrant Punjabis are dying from addiction, my love.
The young Punjabis are dying from addiction, my love.
The vibrant Punjabis are dying from addiction, my love.
Where have the great Punjabis wandered off to?
They don't recognize their own youth anymore.
Where have the great Punjabis wandered off to?
They don't recognize their own youth anymore.
The milk in mothers' breasts dries up with smoke,
The milk in mothers' breasts dries up with smoke,
Half the child dies before even being born.
Half the child dies before even being born.
Disease has taken hold of them from birth, my love,
How will the mother's beloved son become a lion?
How will the mother's beloved son become a lion?
How will the mother's beloved son become a lion?
How will the mother's beloved son become a lion?
Crops are sown with seeds of poison,
The poison of the crops has destroyed generations.
Crops are sown with seeds of poison,
The poison of the crops has destroyed generations.
Cows have become mere skeletons, my love,
The milk-giving ones are tangled in barbed wire.
The milk-giving ones are tangled in barbed wire.
There's no difference between milk and alcohol,
There's no difference between milk and alcohol,
There's no place left to even drink water.
There's no place left to even drink water.
The storm of white powder has become so strong,
My colorful Punjab has turned black.
My colorful Punjab has turned black.
My colorful Punjab has turned black.
My colorful Punjab has turned black.
Only a few players are left in the game,
The engines of the Punjab Mail are in trouble.
Only a few players are left in the game,
The engines of the Punjab Mail are in trouble.
The poppy pods have killed the boys,
The poppy pods have killed the boys,
Mothers are drowning in the sorrow of their daughters.
Mothers are drowning in the sorrow of their daughters.
The father's body swings from the electric pole,
The young Punjabis are dying from addiction, my love.
The vibrant Punjabis are dying from addiction, my love.
The young Punjabis are dying from addiction, my love.
The vibrant Punjabis are dying from addiction, my love.
People have forgotten the way of love,
The work of looting and plundering has begun.
People have forgotten the way of love,
The work of looting and plundering has begun.
They've forgotten the respect for the elders' words,
They've forgotten the respect for the elders' words,
The story within the Gita and the Shlokas.
The story within the Gita and the Shlokas.
The flights of the martyrs have been grounded, my love,
How has the history of Delhi changed?
How has the history of Delhi changed?
How has the history of Delhi changed?
How has the history of Delhi changed?
Oh my God,
Oh my Lord,
You are the honor of the shameless,
You are the oath of the oath breakers,
You are the pride of the humble,
You are the strength of the weak.
Without you, there is no hope in anyone, my love,
Please listen to the plea of your servant.
Please listen to the plea of your servant.
Please listen to the plea of your servant.
Please listen to the plea of your servant.