Sharaab – Lyrics Meaning in English – Amantej Hundal
Singer: Amantej Hundal
Music: Anker Deol
Lyrics: Amantej Hundal
Oh Kaam kaare na dimag
Kaam kardi khraab
Pehle tordi akhaan cho
Phire doldi sharaab
Oh Pehle tordi akhaan cho
Phire doldi sharaab
Oh, my brain does not work
It spoils the work
Of first brewed, from the eyes (the first lot of locally brewed alcohol which is most alcoholic)
You flow wine
Oh, of first brewed, from the eyes
You flow wine
Jo vi lekhan vich likheya oh mil ke hi rehna
Yarr shone da banake tu billo rakh le gehna
Sadda joban ni rehna sadda man le tu kehna
Man le tu kehna sadda joban ni rehna
Naam puchde janaab ki ae dasdo jawaab
Whatever is written in my fate I’ll definitely get it
Making me the ornament of gold keep me close, girl
Forever you’ll not stay young, listen to me
Listen to me, you’ll not stay young forever
I’m asking your name, what it is, tell me, girl
Oh Kaam kaare na dimag
Kaam kardi khraab
Pehle tordi akhaan cho
Phire doldi sharaab
Pehle tordiiii
Oh Pehle tordi akhaan cho
Phire doldi sharaab
Oh, my brain does not work
It spoils the work
Of first brewed, from the eyes
You flow wine
Of first brewed…
Oh, of first brewed, from the eyes
You flow wine
Akh moti moti bilo
Lakk patla patang
Marr sutdi tere mukhde di sang
Akh moti moti bilo
Lakk patla patang
Marr sutdi tere mukhde di sang
Jehda laal suha rang
Kude chaad duga channd
Chaad duga channd tera laal suha rang
Tere shone ruksar vicho disda Punjab
Broad eyes, girl
Thin waist
It kills me, the shy of your face
Broad eyes, girl
Thin waist
It kills me, the shy of your face
The bright red colour
Will create some problem
Will create some problem your bright red colour
From your beautiful face Punjab is visible
Oh Kaam kaare na dimag
Kaam kardi khraab
Pehle tordi akhaan cho
Phire doldi sharaab
Pehle tordiiii
Oh Pehle tordi akhaan cho
Phire doldi sharaab
Oh, my brain does not work
It spoils the work
Of first brewed, from the eyes
You flow wine
Of first brewed…
Oh, of first brewed, from the eyes
You flow wine
Chad gi chadi gi chad gi
Chad gi chadi gi chad gi
Ni saanu tere akh cho billo
Nasha aisa na shraab koi kardi
Oh saadi javve jaan sukhdi
Jaan sukdi te tu bhoora vi kadar na kardi
saadi jaave jaan sukdi
Hangover, hangover, hangover
Hangover, hangover, hangover
I got hangover from your eyes, girl
No wine gives you such toxication
We lose our breath
Lose our breath and you does not care even a bit
We lose our breath
Pahunde boli uteh boli
Kude saadi 12 bore
Jina chir nachdi tu lave lagdi na hor
Pahunde boli uteh boli
Kude saadi 12 bore
Jina chir nachdi tu lave lagdi na hor
Matth pahundi tere tor
Jaave feem nalo lor
Todh vajdi rakane jihdi labdi na todh
Das rakhege ki nahi tenu deva je gulaab
Sings couplet over couplet
Girl, our 12-bore gun
Until you are dancing it will not stop
Sings couplet over couplet
Girl, our 12-bore gun
Until you are dancing it will not stop
Your style defeats
Like opium then pleasure
I get the addiction of which I can’t find the solution
Tell me will you keep it or not if I give you rose
Oh Kaam kaare na dimag
Kaam kardi khraab
Pehle tordi akhaan cho
Phire doldi sharaab
Pehle tordiiii
Oh Pehle tordi akhaan cho
Phire doldi sharaab
Oh, my brain does not work
It spoils the work
Of first brewed, from the eyes
You flow wine
Of first brewed…
Oh, of first brewed, from the eyes
You flow wine
