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Lyrics of Mohe Chhota Mila Bhartaar - मोहे छोटा मिला भरतार
ho mohe chota mila bhartar jawani kaise kate
badi mushkil me hu mai sarkar jawani kaise kate
mohe chota mila re bhartar jawani kaise kate
jab aayega pee ka jamana hamri jawani dhal jayegi
jab aayega pee ka jamana hamri jawani dhal jayegi
haye haye jab jagega nadiya ka pani
tab tak bagiya jal jayegi yahi hasne ke hai din char
jawani kaise kate mohe chota mila bhartar
jawani bolo kaise kate
phul bada or bhawra chota par sara ras pee leta hai
phul bada or bhawra chota par sara ras pee leta hai
ek choti si sui se darji lakho kapde see leta hai
tum kar ke dekho to pyar jawani rani aise kate
are tum kar ke dekho to pyar jawani rani aise kate
na dadi na much piya ki badi badi bate kare hai anadi
na dadi na much piya ki badi badi bate kare hai anadi
haye haye dudh ke dant bhi ukhde na jiske
kya hamnashi wo bat hamari badi jalim jawani ki mar
jawani kaise kate mohe chota mila re bhartar
jawani bolo kaise kate
jis joban ka man karo tum wo to hai bas bahta pani
bagi jaye hath na aaye so so barso ki jindgani
apne hal pe jo rota hai us par mujhko dukh hota hai
apne hal pe jo rota hai us par mujhko dukh hota hai
auro ki khatir ji kar dekho kitna sacha sukh hota hai
tan man pe karo adhikar jawani aise kate
chhodo chhodo dhire takrar jawani kaise kate
karle karle balam se pyar jawani aise kate
mohe chota mila bhartar jawani bolo kaise kate
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Mohe Chhota Mila Bhartaar
My love is small, a tender sprout, how shall my youth endure?
I am in a plight, my Sovereign, how shall my youth secure?
My love is small, a tender sprout, how shall my youth endure?
When union dawns, when love’s tide swells, my youth will fade away,
When union dawns, when love’s tide swells, my youthful bloom will stray,
Alas, when the river awakens, its waters begin to flow,
By then, the garden will be scorched, these laughing days must go.
But four short days remain, how shall my youth endure?
My love is small, a tender sprout, how shall my youth secure?
A large flower and a tiny bee, yet he drinks the nectar's grace,
A large flower and a tiny bee, yet he drinks its sweet embrace,
A small needle, the tailor's art, sews a thousand fabrics in their place,
Try love, and you shall see my Queen, how youth finds its sweet space,
Oh, try love, and you shall see my Queen, how youth finds its sweet space.
No beard, no mustache, my love boasts empty tales so grand,
No beard, no mustache, my love speaks, a raw and callow hand,
Alas, his milk teeth have yet to fall, a witless, foolish band,
How can he be my soulmate, this cruel age and youth's command?
How shall my youth endure? My love is small, a tender sprout,
How shall my youth secure?
The youthful pride you hold so dear is like a fleeting tide,
It flows away, beyond your grasp, a hundred years to confide,
I pity those who weep their lot, consumed by selfish pride,
I pity those who weep their lot, within their souls they hide,
Live for others, and you'll behold, a happiness deep inside,
Command your body, command your soul, and youth will gently glide,
Give up the petty strife, how shall my youth endure?
Embrace your love with tenderness, how youth will find its cure,
Make love with your Beloved, and youth will gently secure,
My love is small, a tender sprout, how shall my youth endure?
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
