Текст и перевод песни deLillos - Barnebarnas Barnebarn

Barnebarnas Barnebarn

Men åssen skal det bli no' moro da?
Dem sitter i vindu' og glaner når'u sykler
Og dem ta'ræ hvis du steiler når'em ser

Det er stilig

Humhi duno to husn o ishk ki duniya ke hain malik
Humi duno to husn o ishk ki duniya ke hain malik(chorus)
Jo tu aarshi to mein farshi falak tera jameen meri
Jo tu aarshi to mein farshi falak tera jameen meri(chorus)

Udhar tu dar na kholega idhar mein dsar na choduga
Udhar tu dar na kholega idhar mein dsar na choduga(chorus)
Hukumat apni apni hain
Wahan teri yahan meri
Apni masti masti masti mein(2)
Apni masti masti masti mein(chorus)

Ghar se chali ek bhaktan maala gale mein daale
Ghar se chali ek bhaktan maala gale mein daale(chorus)
Paaon mein par gayenge ab chalte chalte chaale
Paaon mein par gayenge ab chale chale chaale(chorus)
Girne ho hai jameen pe hai kon jo sumbhaley

Girne ho hai jameen pe hai kon jo sumbhaley(chorus)
Aakar bacha lo baba mere babaji shirdi wale
Apni masti masti masti mein(2)
Apni masti masti masti mein(chorus)

Grandchildren's Grandchildren

But how will it be any fun now?
They sit in the window and stare when you ride your bike
And they will get you if you bail out when they see you

That's cool

we won't let beauty or love be the world's masters
we won't let beauty or love be the world's masters (chorus)
If you are celestial and I am terrestrial; heaven is yours, earth is mine
If you are celestial and I am terrestrial; heaven is yours, earth is mine (chorus)

You won't open your door there, and I won't knock here
You won't open your door there, and I won't knock here (chorus)
We each have our own government
There's yours, and there's mine
Each in our own high spirits (2)
Each in our own high spirits (chorus)

A devotee leaves home, wearing a garland around her neck
A devotee leaves home, wearing a garland around her neck (chorus)
Her feet will get sore from walking and walking
Her feet will get sore from walking and walking (chorus)
If she falls, there is no one to help

If she falls, there is no one to help (chorus)
Oh Baba, come and save me, my Lord of Shirdi
Each in our own high spirits (2)
Each in our own high spirits (chorus)