Текст и перевод песни Seronke - Sarkaare

Sarkaare

Tere Maare Sarkaare Haal mande ne bare
Desh sone di chiri de rakhe gande ne bare
Tankhaava utte judgan kol dhande ne bare
Anne vaah cham utte saade rande ne fire
Tere Maare Sarkaare Haal mande ne bare
Desh sone di chiri de rakhe gande ne bare
Tankhaava utte judgan kol dhande ne bare
Anne vaah cham utte saade rande ne fire

Lok do ne tareekeyan de dona cho nahi
Jera chup kar baith jaave ona ch nahi
Paiseyan da katta laike veer chad dinde o
Dihadia ch kyon a main chona ch nahi
Jinna maa pyo bhaian ton v sikhda ya banda
Hundi fer maadi naal dukhda ya banda
Jatt di a gal tu v note kari kude
Main ya dheeth dheeth naio rukda ya banda

Killat jhi aave jag killer kude
Piche lag je pakhandia chiller kude
Piche paise lag sarkare kaid ya sunai
Hoyi fire dunia khiller kude

Tere Maare Sarkaare Haal mande ne bare
Desh sone di chiri de rakhe gande ne bare
Tankhaava utte judgan kol dhande ne bare
Anne vaah cham utte saade rande ne fire
Tere Maare Sarkaare Haal mande ne bare
Desh sone di chiri de rakhe gande ne bare
Tankhaava utte judgan kol dhande ne bare
Anne vaah cham utte saade rande ne fire
Tere Maare Sarkaare Haal mande ne bare
Desh sone di chiri de rakhe gande ne bare
Tankhaava utte judgan kol dhande ne bare
Anne vaah cham utte saade rande ne fire

Bina mehnat de mile jere dhande ch nai
Kise kho ke main khava lande bande ch nahi
Mere daddy minu kam kar hathi c sikhaya
Kise hor akhe lag jaava bande ch nahi
Meri maa mithi jail ton v tang ya boht
Tai nu tan pakki jail radakdi huni
Soch soch ke langhava oh karda ya ki
Ode dil vich yaadan di a chadat jhi huni
Chal jera hoya ki asi kar sakde aa
Najaij je karoge naio jar sakde aa
Jinu dekh dekh ankh c paali yaaro main
Ohi ankhila jaili kida kar sakde aa
Koi gal ni bani tuc kar ditti kaid
Picho dekhan c gya vich paata najaij
Chal chutjuga court otto vadde ne bare
Nai tan veer thoda khad, tenu kad launga cash

Tere Maare Sarkaare Haal mande ne bare
Desh sone di chiri de rakhe gande ne bare
Tankhaava utte judgan kol dhande ne bare
Anne vaah cham utte saade rande ne fire
Tere Maare Sarkaare Haal mande ne bare
Desh sone di chiri de rakhe gande ne bare
Tankhaava utte judgan kol dhande ne bare
Anne vaah cham utte saade rande ne fire

Killat jhi aave jag killer kude
Piche lag je pakhandia chiller kude
Piche paise lag sarkare kaid ya sunai
Hoyi fire dunia khiller kude

Sarkaare

My dear Sarkaare, my condition is bad
The country is full of dirt, kept by the golden bird
The judges have their hands in the treasury
And our souls are burning in that fire
My dear Sarkaare, my condition is bad
The country is full of dirt, kept by the golden bird
The judges have their hands in the treasury
And our souls are burning in that fire

There are two ways for the people
He who keeps silent is not alive
The strong ones take the money and the brave ones die
Why am I here, why am I not alive?
I learned from my brothers who were dear to me
The pain is with me, my friend
Don't you see this is the truth of a Jatt
I won't stop, my friend, I won't stop

This world is filled with killers
Those who are behind you are the ones who want to kill you
The government takes the money and then puts you in prison, I hear
The world is burning with those who want to kill

My dear Sarkaare, my condition is bad
The country is full of dirt, kept by the golden bird
The judges have their hands in the treasury
And our souls are burning in that fire
My dear Sarkaare, my condition is bad
The country is full of dirt, kept by the golden bird
The judges have their hands in the treasury
And our souls are burning in that fire
My dear Sarkaare, my condition is bad
The country is full of dirt, kept by the golden bird
The judges have their hands in the treasury
And our souls are burning in that fire

Those who get money without working are not real
I don't eat what I haven't earned, my friend
My father taught me to work with my hands
I don't want to depend on anyone, my friend
My sweet mother is also suffering in prison
I will definitely get her out of prison
Thinking and thinking, I'm going through this
My heart is full of memories, my friend
Let's do what we can
We can't accept injustice
My dear friend, I saw you with my eyes
How could you lose your eyes?
It's okay, you got punished
I looked behind, but found nothing, my friend
Let's go to the court, my friend
If not, I'll take you there, my friend, and I'll give you some cash

My dear Sarkaare, my condition is bad
The country is full of dirt, kept by the golden bird
The judges have their hands in the treasury
And our souls are burning in that fire
My dear Sarkaare, my condition is bad
The country is full of dirt, kept by the golden bird
The judges have their hands in the treasury
And our souls are burning in that fire

This world is filled with killers
Those who are behind you are the ones who want to kill you
The government takes the money and then puts you in prison, I hear
The world is burning with those who want to kill