Putt Pardesiya – Lyrics Meaning in English – Mankirt Aulakh
Singer: Mankirt Aulakh
Music: Guzp Sehra
Lyrics: Matt Sheron wala
Sat saal ho gaye tenu shad ke gaye nu
Ve putt roke rawaake gal lagke gaye nu
Sat saal ho gaye tenu shad ke gaye nu
Roke rawaake gal lagke gaye nu,
It’s been 7 years since you left
Son you left crying and made us cry
It’s been 7 years since you left
You left crying and made us cry
Gal sach aa ke tere bin maa teri da
Ve dil naiyo lagda
Putt pardesiya ve ayin na Punjab
Aithe nasheyan da harh wagda (x2).
It’s true that without you your mother
Isn’t good.
My emigrant son do not come to Punjab
A flood of drugs has come here.
Nalde ve pind chairman-an da si munda
Jeda pishle mahine pura ho gaya,
Son of the chairman of neighboring village
Has died last month,
Aap tur gaya kehnde maa da dulara
Budhe baap nu oh dukhan ch dabo gaya (x2),
Akhaan murre nai putt vasda te haiga
Ehvi shukrana os rab da,
He has left himself, the son of his mother
Giving his old father immense pain
My son isn’t in front of my eyes but he is in this world live
Thanks to the God,
Putt pardesiya ve aayin na Punjab
Aithey nasheya da harh vagda (x2).
My emigrate son do not come to Punjab
A flood of drugs has come here.
Teri nikki bhain akhbaran diyan khabran
Ve puttra sunaaundi jadon padke
Nasheya di bali aithe chad raye ne
Maa de putt hoka jeha baith jandi bharke (x2),
When your little sister tells
the news of newspaper
People are dying because of drugs
Your mother sits having you in her mind all day
Dekh ke halaat aithe aun to main rokan
Par dil tenu andron ve sadd da
Putt pardesiya ve ayin na Punjab
Aithe nasheyan da harh wagda (x2).
Seeing the situation here that’s why I stop you
But my heart really miss you.
My emigrant son do not come to Punjab
A flood of drugs has come here.
Dilo dhandwad kara mulk begane
Ve jine tenu god ch bithaya ae
Dita ruzgar tainu matt sherowaleya ve
Nale tainu nashe to bachaya ae (x2),
I thank the other foreign country
Which has took care of you
Gave you livelihood,
and also saved you from drugs.
Shak naiyo koi des apne ve sohna
Mada madeya loka de pero wajda
Putt pardesiya ve aayin na Punjab
Aithey nasheya da harh vagda (x3).
I have no doubt on my own country
It’s just overloaded by bad people
My emigrant son do not come to Punjab
A flood of drugs has come here