Putt Jattan De – Lyrics Meaning in English – Mankirt Aulakh
Singer: Mankirt Aulakh
Music: Bull Music
Lyrics: Jhindi
Ho Tod Di Tadagiyan
Ni Maarwadi Kaali
Kaal Kille Naal Banne Aa
Main Vair Thalle 40
Broke the earthen pots
Black Marwadi
Hanged the death with nail
40 enemies are under me
Ho Tagde Shareer
Munde Vailiyan De Peer
Kol Khare Aa Samaan
Jehde Ragan Dinde Cheer
Strong bodies
Boys are peer of hooligans
They have strong equipment’s
Which slit the body
Ho Ajj Phirde Aa Jatt
Thoda Pichhe Hatt Li
Main Keha Lammiyan Ne
Naaliyan Modde Te Batt Ni
Oh today the jatt is roaming
Step back a little
I said it has the long
Tubes and its but is on shoulder (rifle)
Saale Kehnde Bai Bai Nu
Chadhayi Aankhde
Ni Jihnu Kehnde Aa Tasalli
Oh Karayi Aankhde
They call me brother brother
They call it fame
Which is called satisfaction
We get that done
Ho Saare Kamm Sadde Teri
Sochon Paar Balliye
Ho Din Raat Khed De
Shikaar Balliye
All our work is
Beyond your thinking, girl
Oh, day and night we play
Hunt, girl
Ni Main Keha 12 Gun’an
Jeep’an Thalle 4 Balliye
Boy Gutt’on Phad
Sittde Ne Yaar Balliye
I said, I’ve got 12 guns
4 jeeps under me, girl
Boy grabbing from their wrist
We throw them down, girl
Ni Palle Umaran Ne Ghatt
Din Char Balliye
We have short life
Just few days, girl
Launde Nakke
Te Hatth Billo Pakke
Ni Yaarian De Dakke
Te Lagne Ae Jaffe
Ni Billo Jehda Muhre
Sadde Aau Muhre Sadde Aau
Block the ways
Grips is strong, girl
Surrounded by friends
Hugs tightly
Girl, whoever will come in front of us
Will come infront of us
Navi Billo Game Naale
Nava Shor Ni
Lishakde Pind Utton
Poora Zor Ni
New game, girl
And new group of boys
Shinning body, and on top of that
Very powerful
Ho Baazi Kehda Jittu Billo
Koyi Sure Ni
Ho Launde Tukke
Haaye Ni Launde Tukke
Who will win the game, girl
No one’s sure
They make guess
Oh, they make guess
Khand Ladd’di Jawani
Saanu Chadh Gayi
Rakaane Mor Nache Pattan Te
Nache Patt’an Te
Youth is bursting
On us
Girl, peacock dances on our thigh
Dances on our thigh
Ho Moddeyan Ton La La Ke Sutt’de
Rakaane Ni Eh Putt Jattan De
Putt Jattan De (x2)
From over the shoulders they throw them
Girl, these are jatt boys
Jatt boys (x2)
Putt Jattan De Driver Truck’an De
Ni Passe Hoja Langh Jaan De
Ni Passe Hoja Langh Jaan De
Langh Jaan De
Langh Jaan De
Langh Jaan De
These jatt boys are drivers of truck
Get aside, let them go
Get aside, let them go
Let them go
Let them go
Let them go
Ho Shareer 6 Foot De
Rakaane Kand Kuttde
Ni Mele Jinne Kath
Sadde Naal Pair Puttde Ni
Oh 6 feet tall body
With strength in it
A fair-sized herd (of people)
Walk along us
Marde Ni Kalle Maut
Lai Jugi Viah Ke
Paapi Narkan Nu Challe
Tainu Dassu Money Gaa Ke
Will not die alone
Death will take us away marrying
These sinners are going to hell
Mani (Mankirt – Singer) will tell you
Naal Rehnde Jindi Honi
Mere Yaar Theek Ni
Billo Vadde Vadde Vaili Di
Kadhaunde Cheekh Ni
Jhindi (Lyricist) and others stay with me
My friends are great
Girl, to every big goon
We defeat
Vairi Chalde Si Tatte
Ditte Thaar Balliye
Ho.. Din Raat Khed’de
Shikaar Balliye
Enemies were angry
We calmed them down, girl
Oh, day and night we play
Hunt, girl
Ni Main Keha 12 Gun’an
Jeep’an Thalle 4 Balliye
Boy Gutt’on Phad
Sittde Ne Yaar Balliye
I said, I’ve got 12 guns
4 jeeps under me, girl
Boy grabbing from their wrist
We throw them down, girl
Ni Palle Umaran Ne Ghatt
Din Char Balliye
We have short life
Just few days, girl
Ho Baithi Mod’an Utte
Ban-Than Mundeyan Di Toli
Saddi Kaudi Aa Zubaan
Utton Kabbi Saddi Boli
Oh sitting on the corners
Getting ready the boys’ group
Our language is tough
On over that aggressive tone
Ho Munde Jittne Nu Khade Aa
Ni Hatthi Thukk Laake
Taan Hi Baithak Ch Billo
Pehle Tod Aali Kholi
Boys are standing here to win
Spitting on hands
That’s why in gathering, girl
We’ve opened freshly brewed alcohol bottle
Ho Vajje Lalkaare
Ni Mitran Ne Maare
Ni Chadhke Chubaare
Ni Saada Billo Koyi Hal Ni
Everyone is cheering
Our friends have cheered
Standing on top of roofs
We don’t have any rival, girl
Kayi Tappe Hoye Paare
Ni Mitran Ne Thaare
Haan Jaande Ne Saare
Te Karaan Masle Main Hall Ni
To some angry people
I’ve calmed down
Yes, everyone knows
That I solve issues
Ho Launde Vaid Na Dawayi Marnjaniye
Ni Sadde Hathon Laaiyan Satt’an Te
Laaiyan Satt’an Te
The doctors don’t apply medicine, girl
To the wounds given by us
Wounds given by us
Ho Moddeyan Ton La La Ke Sutt’de
Rakaane Ni Eh Putt Jattan De
Putt Jattan De
From over the shoulders they throw them
Girl, these are jatt boys
Jatt boys
Moddeyan Ton La La Ke Sutt’de
Rakaane Ni Eh Putt Jattan De
Ho Moddeyan Ton La La Ke Sutt’de
Rakaane Ni Eh Putt Jattan De
Putt Jattan De
From over the shoulders they throw them
Girl, these are jatt boys
From over the shoulders they throw them
Girl, these are jatt boys
Jatt boys
Moddeyan Ton La La Ke Sutt’de
Rakaane Ni Eh Putt Jattan De
From over the shoulders they throw them
Girl, these are jatt boys
