Текст и перевод песни Gurlej Akhtar - Guru Ji Tere Sache Naam De

Guru Ji Tere Sache Naam De

Sohniye je tere naal dagga je kaamava
Neeeeeee rab kare mein mar jawa
Ho hohohoho
Ne alha kare mein mar jawa
Duniya toh dar ke
Tenu shad java
Ne rab kare mein mar java
Ne alha kare mein mar java

Hayeeee ne rab kare mein mar java

Mukh tera vekh ke ta chan sharmonda eh
Rab ve bana ke tenu
Aap paschtonda eh
Mukh tera vekh ke ta chan sharmonda eh
Rab ve bana ke tenu
Aap pashtonda eh
Phula jeha dil je tera kadi mein dukhava
Ne rab kare mein mar java
Ne alha kare mein mar java
Ne rab akre mein mar java

Labhni nahi tere jahi cheez eh jahan te
Soh teri khava hath rakh ke kooran te
Labhni nahi tere jahi cheez eh jahan te
Soh teri khava hath rakh ke kuraan te
Kadi vee je tere kolo palla mein shadava
Ne rab kare mein mar java
Ne alha kare mein mar java
Ne rab kare mein mar java

Chardi jawani teri roop da khumaar eh
Roop de khajane di tu lagi pehredaar eh
Chardi jawani teri roop da khumaar eh
Roop de khajane di tu lagi pehredaar eh

Teri jeh tareef tenu jooth mein sunava
Ne rab kare mein mar java
Ne alha kare mein mar java
Ne rab kare mein mar java

Guru Ji Tere Sache Naam De

My beautiful, I would die for you
No, God, please let me die
Ho hohohoho
No, oh, God, please let me die
So that the world could be afraid
And you could be happy
No, God, please let me die
No, oh, God, please let me die

Oh, no, please God, let me die

Your face makes the moon feel ashamed
God created you
Who regrets it now
Your face makes the moon feel ashamed
God created you
Who regrets it now
I would never hurt your heart, like a flower
No, God, please let me die
No, oh, God, please let me die
No, please God, let me die

There is no one like you in the world
I swear on the Quran, I will always be by your side
There is no one like you in the world
I swear on the Quran, I will always be by your side
If I could ever live a life with you
No, God, please let me die
No, oh, God, please let me die
No, please God, let me die

Your youth and your beauty is intoxicating
You are the guardian of the treasury of beauty
Your youth and your beauty is intoxicating
You are the guardian of the treasury of beauty

If I can't praise you enough, I will lie
No, God, please let me die
No, oh, God, please let me die
No, please God, let me die