Ammiye – Lyrics Meaning in English – Harnav Brar
Singer: Harnav Brar
Music: NIXON
Lyrics: Harnav Brar
Mawa de dil wadde
Jine putt videsha shadde
Athru akh kadde je kadde rolendi dasse bina
Mothers have big heart
Who have sent their sons to foreign land
If ever eyes drop tears, then without telling she cries out
Haaye ammiye tera dhan jigra
Haaye ammiye tera dhan jigra
Oh, Mom, hats off to your courage!
Oh, Mom, hats off to your courage!
Dhon nu jaddo gareebi
Chadge taane maar kareebi
Par doli na meri bibi
Kaindi putt mere jitna
When poverty grabbed the body
Taunting relatives left
But my mom didn’t lose the hope
She said, “my son will conquer”
Haaye ammiye tera dhan jigra
Haaye ammiye tera dhan jigra
Oh, Mom, hats off to your courage!
Oh, Mom, hats off to your courage!
Apne hisse da bhi khawaya chawa ch
Rabda vi rab wasda ae mawa ch
Jannat ji hundi ae masoos ammiye
Aajawa jaddo vi teriyan ne bawa ch
She served me her share of food also with happiness
Gods also God reside in mothers
Mom, I feel like paradise
When I come into your embrace
Baithi vich buha de udike
Aaje Puttar kise tarike
Andro andri bethi cheke
Kendi kad’de jaande saah
Sitting near the door she’s waiting
That some how my son should return
From inside she’s shouting
She’s saying that my breath is reducing
Haaye ammiye tera dhan jigra
Haaye ammiye tera dhan jigra
Oh, Mom, hats off to your courage!
Oh, Mom, hats off to your courage!
Kamiyan ginake mainu sab shadge
Taniu he kyu dikhde gun puttch
Suk mere kole kyu na kakh mangeya
Saare hisse paagi met aye dukh ch
Telling me my shortcoming, everyone left me
Why is it that only you see qualities in your son
Why do I have happiness, why didn’t you ask anything for yourself
You put everything in your share, the sorrows that came upon me
Shadne pande ma nu maape
Sawra ghar he asli jape
Dukh koi aunda nape
Harnav ne tahei likheya
Mothers has to leave her parents
In-laws’ house is only considered as her real home
No one understands her pain
That’s why Harnav (Lyricist) has written this verse
Rain rondiya mawa
Putt siyone warge tor ke
Haaye baaba ji dede
Putt mawa nu modke
Moms keeps weeping
Seeing off their matured sons
Oh! God please
Return mom their sons
Laige mulk begane
Ma ke putt pla vich raul ke
Haaye baaba ji dedo
Putt mawa nu modke
The foreign land took away
Moms’ son in minutes
Oh! God please
Return mom their sons
Thode cha te bahute dard
Joh dil de vich lako geya
Lai maa tera siyone warga putt
Pardesi ho gaya hai
Less desires and more pain
Who has hidden in his heart and went off
See mom your that matured son
Has become a foreigner
