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Lyrics of Tera Khilauna Tuta Balak - तेरा खिलौना टुटा बालक
tera khilauna tuta balak tera khilauna tuta
tera khilauna tuta balak tera khilauna tuta
hai kismat ne luta tujhko hai kismat ne luta
tera khilauna tuta
gagan pe baithkar khel nirali khele khelnahar
dekho logo kathputali ka natak hai sansar
ham tum hain sab khel khilaune, mithe, kadwe aur salaune
khelo bachho le lo bachho, do kaudi me bikta hai insan
le lo bhola sa bhagwan, le lo bhuka hindustan
le lo ye made in japan, ye hai lallu ye hai gyan
ye hai kallu ye hai pran, tu kyo rota chandarbhan
maa ne pita meri jan, naa ho ro ro ke halkan
tu hai bharat ke santan, le le tu yeh tir kaman
mere pyare pehalwan, bachale apne ghar ki shan
pi le bidi kha le pan, mere khilaune do do aane
khelo bachho le lo bachho, laya hu kagaj kaa gulduta
tera khilauna tuta
tera khilauna tuta balak tera khilauna tuta
hai kismat ne luta tujhko hai kismat ne luta
tera khilauna tuta
gagan pe baithkar khel nirali khele khelnahar
dekho logo kathputali kaa natak hai sansar
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Tera Khilauna Tuta Balak
Your toy is broken, child, your toy is broken,
Your toy is shattered, child, your toy is broken.
Fate has robbed you, yes, fate has plundered,
Your toy is broken.
He sits in the sky, the player plays a strange game,
Behold, people, the puppet show of the world, a flame.
We are all playthings, sweet, bitter, and savory,
Play, children, take them, take them, men for a penny are sold.
Take the innocent god, take a hungry Hindustan,
Take this made in Japan, this is simple, this is knowledge, the plan.
This is life, this is breath, why do you weep, Chandrabhan?
Mother and father, my life, do not be weary with cries, the caravan.
You are a son of India, take this bow and arrow, the artisan.
My dear wrestler, save the honor of your home, the caravan.
Smoke a beedi, eat a betel leaf, my toys are two annas each, the caravan.
Play, children, take them, I bring a paper bouquet, the caravan.
Your toy is broken.
Your toy is broken, child, your toy is broken,
Fate has robbed you, yes, fate has plundered,
Your toy is broken.
He sits in the sky, the player plays a strange game,
Behold, people, the puppet show of the world, a flame.
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.
