Текст и перевод песни Tony Kakkar feat. Neha Kakkar & Sonu Kakkar - Story of Kakkars (Chapter 1)

Story of Kakkars (Chapter 1)

Mere Sohaneya
Teriyan Rachaiya
Khedan Sariyan
Mere Sohaneya
Teriyan Rachaiya
Khedan Sariyan

Baat Purani Hai, Seher tha Rishikesh
Pita ka naam Jai, Maa Ka Kamlesh
Paison Ki Tangi Thi, Yahi tha Kalesh
Mehnat Ji Tod, Kamai na Vishesh
Jo Bhi Kaam Haath Aaya, Papa wahi karte the
Akele mehnat kar, Pet sabka bharte the
Bhale Sangeet, nahi aata unka par
Lekhak the acche, Isliye likha karte the
Mata Shri jab, 15 saal ki hui
Diwali ke din, Ghar mein Beti paida Hui
Beti ka naam, Sonu Rakh Diya
Sonu ne bachpan se, Gaana shuru kiya

Maummy Papa Beti Ko,
Bason Mein leke jaate the,
Aas paas ke shehron mein
Jab hote jagraate the,
Subah ke gaye, Agli subah ko aate the
Tumhein Kya pata, Kaise ghar woh chalae the

Mere Sohaneya
Teriyan Rachaiya
Khedan Sariyan
Mere Sohaneya
Teriyan Rachaiya
Khedan Sariyan

Jihnu manndi duniya sari ae
Jihnu manndi duniya sari ae
Jannat Darwaza kehnde ne
Mere Sohaneya
Teriyan Rachaiya
Khedan Sariyan

Ab ye suno,

Bachpan Se Sonu Ko, Padne Lage Taane
Ladkiyaan Samaaj Ke aage, Gate nahi gaane
Kaisa hai baap, Dekho Ladki ko gavata hai
Logo se puch, Bhai apka kya jaata hai
Taane rishtedaron ke, Taane the samaj ke
Nahi samjha koi, Bachon ke dil hote hain kaanch ke
Padh likh kar hi saare, Nahi karte Jeevan Yapan
Koi khel ke, Koi gaa ke,
Kamaata koi naach ke

Kyu samjhe,

Mere Sohaneya
Teriyan Rachaiya
Khedan Sariyan
Mere Sohaneya
Teriyan Rachaiya
Khedan Sariyan

Jihnu manndi duniya sari ae
Jihnu manndi duniya sari ae
Jannat Darwaza kehnde ne
Mere Sohaneya
Teriyan Rachaiya
Khedan Sariyan

Story of Kakkars (Chapter 1)

My love
I made your cooking
I am playing all the games
My love
I made your cooking
I am playing all the games

The story is old, the city was Rishikesh
Father's name was Jai, mother's was Kamlesh
There was shortage of money, this was the problem
Working hard, not earning much
Whatever work came to hand, that's what Papa would do
Working alone, he fed everyone
He may be good at music, but it didn't come to him
He was a good writer, so he used to write
When Mother was 15 years old
On the day of Diwali, a daughter was born in the house
The daughter's name was Sonu
Sonu started singing since childhood

Mom and Dad took their daughter,
To the bus stand,
To the nearby cities
When they used to wake up,
They would leave in the morning and come the next morning
How do you know how they ran the house?

My love
I made your cooking
I am playing all the games
My love
I made your cooking
I am playing all the games

Whom the whole world loves
Whom the whole world loves
They call it the gate of heaven
My love
I made your cooking
I am playing all the games

Now listen to this,

Since childhood, Sonu started hearing taunts
Girls should not sing in front of society
What kind of father is this, look at him making the girl sing
Ask the people, what does it matter to you, brother?
The taunts of relatives, the taunts of society
No one understood, children's hearts are made of glass
Not everyone lives by studying and writing,
Some play, some sing,
Some earn by dancing

Why understand,

My love
I made your cooking
I am playing all the games
My love
I made your cooking
I am playing all the games

Whom the whole world loves
Whom the whole world loves
They call it the gate of heaven
My love
I made your cooking
I am playing all the games