Текст и перевод песни Tarun. feat. Kuns - Dilli

Dilli

Fuck

Bakchod si yeh duniya
Mere paas nahi pudiya

Aakhein tu khol
Yeh Raatein anmol

Kash halka sa bas bas

Itna sa theek hai
Baithi vo mere sateek
Uski jeeb jaise jheel
Fisla mei mili mujhe jeet
Haar ke vijeta tera bhai
Akele ki sena tera bhai
Barso se peli hai maakhan malai
Aisi kaatu katayi
Apni baatein manai
Karu man mei ho jo bhale khalish ho
Uske tan pe razayi ab kharij ho
Rimjhim qatro ke beech
Tik tik waqt gaya beet
Umeedo ki god mei hu baitha
Mujhe naaa hi koi afosos

Keh do
Aise na baitho
Bt mein chup chaap
Chup ke se dhappa
Jaise chappa chhappa
Pancho dilli se hoon mei
Rithaala ke turn pe daaka daala
Aadha ghanta geda paala

Baatein meri maane
Jo bhi baatein meri jaane

Baatein meri maane
Jo bhi baatein meri jaane

Batein meri maane
Jo bhi baatein meri jaane
Baadlon mei rawana
Mere shabd parwaane

Mere khat kaafi hauley
Chidyo ke saath daudey

Chanchal se khilone
Bachpan mei gharonde
Bade resham ki oor
Khaau besan ki dor
Har pal anmol
Har pal anmol

Lit saara scene
Mujhe neend aati kam ab
Kholu apni zindagi voh poochein kya hai matlab
Kya hai tera maksad

Dhun mere kaanon mein
Samajh na aati baatein voh
Jo kare saari saari Duniya
Yeh Gaane meri duniya

Maaru thoda kush kush
Rheta hoon mei bhadiya
Dilli meri ragon mein
Voh daude peeche bhagu mei
Na maanuga mei kaafi paas
Krke mei jaaunga

Taare bane dost mere
Khete mujhe Hosh kho de
Kaate mujhe lineon mein
Dikhe mujhe ainon se
Dhundhla hai mind mera

Fatti meri aankhein mujhe
Lage sabhi bright
Where you gonna hide bruh
Where you gonna hide

Heere tere saath khade north west side
Yaha pe aaoge toh milein tumhe dim dim lights

Khaabon ki voh jyoti yaha pe amar jawaan jale
Khudse hai jung ladi tabhi toh hain aage bhade
Khud ko tu khoj beta
Itna mat soch
Jo bhi hai mann mein voh keh de

Thode diwaane yaha poore hum paagal hai
Saansein hum lete pradushan ki chadar mein
Khatte hai thode aur thode se meethe hai apne Iraadon mein

Gadhe hai yaadon mein
Gaddhon se aage mei
Teri unn baaton se
Nikla mei raton mein

Nikla mei raton mein

Kehdoooo
Kehdoooo
Kehdoooo

Keh do
Aise na baitho
Bt mein chup chaap
Chup ke se dhappa
Jaise chappa chhappa
Pancho dilli se hoon mei
Rithaala ke turn pe daaka daala
Aadha ghanta geda paala

Dilli

Fuck

This world is so fucking
I have no peace

Open your eyes G
These nights are priceless

I wish I could just chill a bit

That would be enough
Sitting right here with me
Her pocket is a lake
I slipped and got the win
The winner even if he lost, it's your homie
Your homie, an army of one
Been serving butter and cream for years
That's how we roll
Do your own thing
Do whatever the fuck you want
Now her body is uncovered
Between the drops of rain
Tick tock time passed by
I'm sitting in the lap of hope
I don't regret a thing

Tell me
Don't just sit there
Bt in silent mode
Quietly slapped
Like a stamp
From Delhi, I'm telling ya
Robbed you at Rithaala turn
Cops chased me for half an hour

Listen to me
Everything that I know

Listen to me
Everything that I know

Listen to me
Everything that I know
Gliding through the clouds
My words carried by the wind

My letters are so light
They fly with the birds

Toys so playful
Houses made of dreams
Silk so fine
I eat the thread
Every moment is precious
Every moment is precious

The scene is lit
I barely sleep now
I open up my life and she asks what's the point
What's your purpose

The melody in my ears
I don't understand what you're saying
What the whole world does
These songs are my world

I smoke a bit of kush
I'm feeling good
Delhi is in my veins
She's chasing me, I'm running away
I won't listen, I'm too close
I'm gonna do it

The stars are my friends
They tell me to lose my mind
They cut me into lines
They show me in mirrors
My mind is blurry

My eyes are tired
Everything looks bright
Where you gonna hide bruh
Where you gonna hide

Diamonds stand with you on the north west side
If you come here, you'll find dim lights

The light of dreams burns here forever young
It's a battle with yourself, that's why you're ahead
Find yourself, man
Don't think too much
Say whatever's on your mind

Some of us are crazy, we're all mad here
We breathe in the smog
A bit sour, a bit sweet in our intentions

We're asses in our memories
I'm ahead of those asses
Your words
I left in the night

I left in the night

Tell me
Tell me
Tell me

Tell me
Don't just sit there
Bt in silent mode
Quietly slapped
Like a stamp
From Delhi, I'm telling ya
Robbed you at Rithaala turn
Cops chased me for half an hour