Текст и перевод песни Mahendra Kapoor - Dulhan Chali

Dulhan Chali

Singers: Mahendra Kapoor

Purab mein, suraj ne chhedi, jab kirno ki shehnaai
Chamak uthha sindoor gagan pe, pachchim tak laali chhaayi

Hmmae, hmmae

Dulhan chali, haan pahen chali,
Ho re dulhan chali, ho pahen chali teen rang ki choli
Baagon mein laheraaye ganga jamuna, dekh ke duniya doli

Dulhan chali, ho pahen chali teen rang ki choli

Aaae, hoae
Taaj-mahal jaisi taaza hai surat
Chalti phirti ajanta ki murat
Mel milaap ki mehandi rachaayeae balidaanon ki rangoli
Dulhan chali

Ho pahen chali teen rang ki choli
Ho...

Aur sajegi abhi aur sawregi
Chadhhti umariya hai aur nikhregi
Apni aazaadi ki dulhaniyaae deep ke upar holi
Dulhan chali

Ho pahen chali teen rang ki choli

Baagon mein laheraaye ganga jamuna, dekh ke duniya doli
Dulhan chali
Ho pahen chali teen rang ki choli

Desh prem hi azaadi ki dulhaniya ka war hai
Is albeli dulhan ka sindoor suhaag amar hai
Maata hai Kasturba jaisiae baabul Gandhi jaise

Baabul Gandhi jaise
Chaacha iske Nehru Shaastriae, daren na dushman kaise

Daren na dushman kaise
Veer Shivaaji jaise viren, Lakshmi baai behna
Lakshman jis ke bodh Bhagat Singh, uska phir kya kehna

Uska phir kya kehna

Jiske liye jawaan baha sakte hain khoon ki ganga

Jiske liye jawaan baha sakte hain khoon ki ganga
Aage peechhe teenon sena le ke chalen tiranga
Sena chalti hai le ke tiranga

Sena chalti hai le ke tiranga

Ho koyi hum praant ke vaasi ho koyi bhi bhaasha-bhaashi
Sabse pehle hain bhaaratvaasi

Sabse pehle hain bhaaratvaasi... (4)

The Bride Has Gone

Singers: Mahendra Kapoor

In the east, the sun has played, the shehnai of the rays
The sky has turned vermilion, and the west is bathed in crimson

My darling

The bride has gone, yes, she has adorned herself,
Oh my bride has gone, she has adorned herself with a three-color bodice
The Ganges and Yamuna flow in the gardens, and the world watches her palanquin

The bride has gone, she has adorned herself with a three-color bodice

Come, my love
Her face is as fresh as the Taj Mahal
She walks around like a statue of Ajanta
The henna of love and unity is applied, the rangoli of sacrifice
The bride has gone

She has adorned herself with a three-color bodice
Oh...

And she will dress up more and more
Her age is increasing and she will become more beautiful
The bride of our freedom, Holi over the lamps
The bride has gone

She has adorned herself with a three-color bodice

The Ganges and Yamuna flow in the gardens, and the world watches her palanquin
The bride has gone
She has adorned herself with a three-color bodice

The love of the country is the bride of freedom
The vermilion of this beautiful bride is immortal
Mother is like Kasturba, father is like Gandhi

Father is like Gandhi
Her uncle is Nehru Shastri, how can the enemy dare?

How can the enemy dare?
Heroes like Veer Shivaji, sister Lakshmi Bai
Lakshman's embodiment Bhagat Singh, what more can I say about him?

What more can I say about him?

For whom the youth can shed a river of blood

For whom the youth can shed a river of blood
With the tricolor in front and behind, the army marches
The army marches with the tricolor

The army marches with the tricolor

Oh, some of us are residents of the province, some of us speak different languages
But first of all, we are Indians

First of all, we are Indians... (4)