Gal Sunoh Punjabi Dosto – Lyrics Meaning in Hindi – Gurdas Maan

Gayak: Gurdas Maan
Sangeetkaar: Gurdas Maan
Geetkaar: Gurdas Maan

[Crowd shouting:]
Maa Boli Da Gadar Murdabad! Murdabad!
Gurdas Maan Murdabad!
Oh Apni Kalam Khoo Ch Pade Oh Maana 

Maa boli ka gadar Murdabad! Murdabad!
Gurdas Maan Murdabad!
Oh apni kalam ko paani me fenk do Maan!

Gurdas Maan:
Usne Pucheaa Tu Kon Aa?
Main Keha Insan.
Tere Desh Di Boli Kedi Ae?
Har Pardesh Di Apni Boli Ae Har Boli Da Samaan Par Ek Desh Di Sanjhi Boli Aisi Bhi Hove Hove Sabnu Joh Parvaah Te Ek Duje Di Gal Baat Nu Hove Samjhan Vich Assan Main Punjaban Maa Da Jaya Punjabi Meri Zubaan Meri Aan Baan Te Shaan
Duniya Tere Layi Ki Ae…?
Guru Nanak Da Farmaan
“Awwal Allah Noor Upaya Qudrat Keh Sub Banday
Aik Noor Keh Sub Jag Upajiya Kaun Bhale Ko Mandhe”

Usne pucha, “aap kon ho?”
Maine kaha, “insan”
Aapke desh ki boli kya hai?
Har pardesh ki apni boli hai. Har boli ko samaan. Par ek desh ki sanjhi bhaasha aisi bhi honi chahiye joh sab ko Manzoor ho aur ek dussare ki baat ko samjhne me assani ho. Main Punjabi maa ka paidha hua hua Punjabi meri maatr-bhaasha hai, meri aan, baan aur shaan hai
Duniya aapke liye kya hai?
Guru Nanak Dev Ji ka farmaan:
“Awwal Allah Noor Upaya Qudrat Keh Sub Banday
Aik Noor Keh Sub Jag Upajiya Kaun Bhale Ko Mandhe”
(Sabse pehle bhagwaan ne prakaash ko banaya fir apne rachanaatmak shakti se usne sabhi nashvar praaniyon ko banaaya
Ek jyoti se saara brahmaand praulit ho utha. Toh kaun achcha hai, aur kaun bura hai?)

Hooooooo…
Ho Gall Suno Punjabi Dosto
Kuch Lainde Soch Vichar
Bin Soche Samjhe Kadd Layi
Oh Lafzaan Di Tez Kataar

Meri baat sunno mere Punjabi doston
Kuch soch vichar lete
Bina soche samajhe hi aapne
Lafzoon ki tez talwar nikal dali

Methon Chand Mintan Wich Kho Leya
Ho Methon Chand Mintan Wich Kho Leya
Maa Boli Da Satkar, Maa Boli Da Satkar,

Kuch hi mint’on me aapne mujhse cheen liya
Oh, Kuch hi mint’on me aapne mujhse cheen liya
Maatr bhasha ka satkaar, maatr bhasha ka satkaar

Chalo Achha Hoya Parakh Laye
Oh Chalo Achha Hoya Parakh Laye
Kujh Dushman Te Kujh Yaar
Mere Haq Ch Bolan Waleyo
Thoddi Sadaa Rahe Jaikaar, Oh!

Chalo achcha hua mujhe pata chal gaya
Oh chalo achcha hua mujhe mujhe pata chal gaya
Jinhone mere hakk me bola
Aap hamesha kush raho!

Sab Sikh Sajaye Guru Ne Izzatan De Pehredar
Jo Bhala Mangan Sarbat Da Te Sir Vi Devan Vaar,
Mainu Samajh Na Ayi Oh Kaun San
Mainu Samajh Na Ayi Oh Kaun San
Maa Boli De Thekedar,

Guru ji ne sabhi Sikh’on ko izzaton ke pehredar banaya hai
Joh poore sansaar ki samriddhi chahate hai aur balidaan bhi de sakte hai
Mujhe samajh me nahi aaya voh kaun the
Mujhe samajh me nahi aaya voh kaun the
Maatr bhaasha ke thekedaar

Aa Gaye Murdabaad Bulavande
Mere Chalde Show Vichkar
Hath Fadke Photo Sai Di, Meri Mayi Di
Jo Kita Durvivhar

Murdabaad bolte hue voh aa gaye
Mere chalte show ke beech me
Hath me tasveer pakad kar mere bhagwaan ki, meri maa ki
Joh unhone bura vivhaar kiya

Meri Maa Nu Gaalan Nu Kaddiyan
Kehnde Jammeya Putt Gadaar Ni, Oh!
Mainu Kyon Na Gussa Aavnda,
Oh Mainu Kyon Na Gussa Aavnda,
Muhon Kyon Na Nikaldi Gaal

Meri maa ko gaaliyan nikali
Kehte ki, “aapne ek gadaar bete ko janam diya!”
Mujhe kyo na gussa aata
Oh, mujhe kyo na gussa aata
Muh se gaaliyan kyo nahi nikati

Main Apni Maa Nu Puchheya
Kar Supne Wich Sawaal
Eh Ki Hoya Kyun Ho Gaya
Chhadyantar Si Ya Chaal

Maine apni maa se puchha
Sapne me swaal kar ke
Yeh kya hogaya? Kyon hogaya?
Yeh chhadyantar tha ya chaal

Maa Kehndi Putt Eh Honi Si
Maa Kehndi Putt Eh Honi Si
Honi Koyi Ni Sakda Taal, Oh!

Maa kehti, “beta, yeh toh hona hi tha”
Maa kehti, “beta, yeh toh hona hi tha”
Honi ko koi bhi taal nahi sakta!

Othe Murdabaad Nai Boldi
Othe Murdabaad Nai Boldi
Jithe Bole So-Nihaal, So-Nihaal, So-Nihaal, Oh!

Vaha Murdabaad nahi bola karte
Vaha Murdabaad nahi bola karte
Jaha bole so-nihaal, so-nihaal, so-nihaal!