Текст и перевод песни Wadali Brothers - Ve Mahiya Tere Vekhan Nu

Ve Mahiya Tere Vekhan Nu

Laam, le chal charkhe noo moorkha oye le chal vich koi mat fatoor
Hove taklaa sidq yaqeen di maal pa ke manhka paawan da je shaoor
Hovey ohde naal di koi khareed ker ke vat poonian je razi ghafoor
Hovey ohdi yaad vich kat di rain har
Damm khore keri vi tandd manzoor hovey
Ve mahiya, tere vekhan noon
Chuk charkha galli de vich dhanwanve lokan
Bhaanen mein katdit andd terian yaadaan de paanwan...
Charkhe di Ghooker de ohle yaad teri da toomba bole ve nimma nimma
Geet sherd ketandd katdi hulaare khaanwanve mahiya,
Tere vekhan noon chuk charkha galli de vich dhanwanve lokan Bhaanen
Mein katdi tandd terian yaadaan de paanwan baabul
Di sohn ji naioon lagda daahda sek ishq di agg da
Veh mahiya mera ji karda
Ghar shadd ke malang ho jaanwanve mahiya,
Tere vekhan noon chuk charkha galli de vich dhanwanve lokan Bhaanen
Mein katdi tandd terian yadaan de paanwan wassan naeen dende sohrre
Paek emainoon tere paen bhulek hehun mainoon das mahiya tere baahjon
Kidhar noon janwanve mahiya,
Tere vekhan noon chuk charkha galli de vich dhanwanve
Lokan Bhaanen mein katdi tandd terian yadaan de paanwan

Ve Mahiya Tere Vekhan Nu

Long, let's go on the spinning wheel, you fool, let's go, there's no thief inside
There's a collision, truth and belief, I've got the goods, I have the awareness of being able to get the goods
There's a purchase with her, a discussion to be had, if she's forgiving and kind
Her memory cuts through every night
Even if it makes me go crazy, I'll accept it
My love, to see you
The spinning wheel is stuck in the street, I see the people
I'm being cut to pieces, I'm being consumed by the memories of you...
The spinning wheel's groaning, oh, your memory speaks softly
Songs are sung, a wave of stories is told, my love,
To see you, the spinning wheel is stuck in the street, I see the people
I'm being cut to pieces, I'm being consumed by the memories of you, my father
Your beautiful face, it doesn't seem to be burning, the fire of love
My love, my heart wants
To go home, to become a beggar, my love,
To see you, the spinning wheel is stuck in the street, I see the people
I'm being cut to pieces, I'm being consumed by the memories of you, they don't give me clothes
I'm lost in your footsteps, tell me, my love, where are you
Where should I go, my love,
To see you, the spinning wheel is stuck in the street, I see the people
I'm being cut to pieces, I'm being consumed by the memories of you