Текст и перевод песни Kirtidan Gadhvi - Madi Mari Mojma Bole Re

Madi Mari Mojma Bole Re

Madi mari mojma bole reeeeeee ...4

Ambe madi moj ma bole re
Sarkari paya dole re
Paya dole re dhananan dharti dhruje re
Madi mari mojma bole re
Sarkari paya dole re...

Arasurna chokre sajavya
Garbe ramva madi ambe maa padharya ...2
Aaa mojili mojma bole reee
Dhanana dharti drujereeeee... 2
Dharti dhrujere... dananan...
Ambe madi mojma bole re sarkari paya dole re...

Garbe ramva ne aavo ambe maa garbe ramva ne aavo... 2
E rudi iiiii rudi punam ni rate maaaa garbe ramva ne aavo...
He aavo maa amba aavo avo jagdamba aavo aavo chamund aavo maaa
Aavo aarasur thi aavo aaavo pavaghadh thi aavo aavo chotila thi aavo
Kachhdhani aavi...
Garbe ramva ne aavo ambe maa gafbe ramva ne aavo...

Madi Mari Mojma Bole Re

My dancing queen, you're having a blast ...4

My love, you're dancing away
With your feet on the government paycheck
Your feet are on the paycheck, dhananan, the earth is shaking
My dancing queen, you're having a blast
With your feet on the government paycheck...

The young men are all decked out
In the garba dance, my love, the mother goddess has arrived ...2
Oh, my dancing queen, you're having a blast
Dhanana, the earth is shaking... 2
The earth is shaking... dananan...
My love, you're dancing away with your feet on the government paycheck...

Come dance the garba, my love, come dance the garba... 2
Oh, my dear, on this full moon night, please come dance the garba...
Oh, come, mother goddess, come, oh, come, goddess of the universe, come, oh, come, goddess of death
Come from the palace of the demons, come, oh, come from the fort of Pavagadh, come, oh, come from Chotila
Come from Kachhdhani...
Come dance the garba, my love, come dance the garba...