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Paper Before Money – Lyrics Meaning in English – Navaan Sandhu

Singer: Navaan Sandhu
Music: Yarri Ghuman
Lyrics: Navaan Sandhu

Shawty kare level’an di gall,
Te halle tak firdi mohali,
Main baitha first class wich sochan,
Ke kadon tak utrunga bali 

The women talk about the level
And is still in Mohali
I’m sitting in First class wondering (of airplane)
When will I land in Bali

Passport bhareya peya ae mera mohran naa’,
Kismat khoni gabru ne poore jorran naa’,
Back secure karne di lagga daud ch,
Par na rakhda acount-an wich jod ke. 

My passport is full of stamps
Boy has created his destiny with hard work
He’s in the race of securing back
But doesn’t keep money in the account

It’s just paper before money,
It’s just paper before money,
It’s just paper before money,
It’s just paper before money,

Shawty kare level-an di gall,
Te halle tak firdi mohali,
Main baitha first class wich sochan,
Ke kadon tak utrunga bali 

The women talk about the level
And is still in Mohali
I’m sitting in First class wondering (of airplane)
When will I land in Bali

Ni howa chahe foreign ja delhi,
Te har jagah dukhdi ae cali,
High ho brain nu bhajawa,
Te real ch karda na kali 

Whether I’m in some foreign country or in elhi
Everywhere the cali aches
Getting high I run my brain
And in real life I’m not in hurry

Khud kari jawe siftan te bani jawe best,
Back utte dimple te full on chest,
Patience oh pojaariyan de kardi ae test,
Par main na rakaane koi paying guest

By praising herself she’s becoming the best
She has a dimple at her back and flower on chest
She tests the patience of priests
But I’m a paying guest, girl

Synthetic aa niri kehndi figure tan wekh,
Main keha desi aa kharakan body nikhar tan wekh,
Kehndi sohneya arab wale pagal ne sheikh,
Main keha hard work karo je tan badle ne lekh 

It’s totally synthetic, look at my figure, she said
I replied our diet is desi, look at my body
She said boy, sheikhs of Arabia are insane
I said work hard if you wanna change your destiny/fate

Main kara rabb nu dua te oho sunda aa,
Banda ohnak hi paunda jinna bunda aa,
Jinna lokkan vall wekh ke niraash howe,
Te life oddan di hi jyonda jehdi chunda aa 

I pray to god and he listens
Man gets only as much as he sows
Who doesn’t gets sad look at other people
Instead lives the life the way he wants

It’s just paper before money,
It’s just paper before money,
It’s just paper before money,
It’s just paper before money 

Shawty kare level-an di gall,
Te halle tak firdi mohali,
Main baitha first class wich sochan,
Ke kadon tak utrunga bali 

The women talk about the level
And is still in Mohali
I’m sitting in First class wondering (of airplane)
When will I land in Bali

Ni howa chahe foreign ja delhi,
Te har jagah dukhdi ae cali,
High ho brain nu bhajawa,
Te real ch karda na kali 

Whether I’m in some foreign country or in elhi
Everywhere the cali aches
Getting high I run my brain
And in real life I’m not in hurry

Tere ghar ch vi sheesha,
Mere ghar ch vi sheesha,
Tainu makeup ae geet wich kaar dikhda,
Main jadon uthda savere,
Kara aide naal gallan,
Mainu andar da superstar dikhda 

You have mirror in your home
Even I have mirror in your home
You see makeup in it
When I wake up in morning
I talk with him
I see the superstar inside me (in it)

Ni main pyaar wale paper aa chon fail aa rakane,
Meri pass hon wali koi reejh hi nahi,
Jo main gall mai thon faddke bithaai nahio pairi,
Aisi duniya te bani koi cheej hi nahi

I’m a failure in exam of love, girl
I’ve no desire to excel in it
Which I have not held by the neck and made to sit at my feet
There’s no such thing in this world

Ni yaari jadon autotune paawe,
Aawaz meri pukh jandi bahli,
Nees mainu tv utte wekhe,
Te bapu buy kari jyonda paili

When my friends put on auto tune
My throat aches a lot
My niece watches me on television
And my dad keeps buying farm land

Main baitha first class ch sochan,
Ke kadon tak utrunga bali,
Passport bhareya peya ae mera morhan naal,
Qismat khoni gabru ne poore jorran naal
Back secure karne di lagga daud ch,
Par na rakhda account-an wich jodke

I’m sitting in First class wondering (of airplane)
When will I land in Bali
My passport is full of stamps
Boy has created his destiny with hard work
He’s in the race of securing back
But doesn’t keep money in the account

It’s just paper before money,
It’s just paper before money,
It’s just paper before money,
It’s just paper before money.

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