Gill te guitar - Rabbi Shergill
Ek minute ek minute paaji shuru ton.../one min bro let's do it from the start...
1, 2, 3, 4...
ve yaar mere kade sege tin chaar/We were 3-4 friends
katthe ched dey si kudiyaan/We used to flirt with girls together
katthe Khaadi assan maar/And got beaten up together
Pehlaan Pallaa gaya/Palla went First
phir aeru gaya baar/Aeru followed
hun saanga vi dubai/Now Sanga is moving to Dubai
bache gill te guitar /Left: Gill and Guitar
palle te meri kismat si buri/Palla and I had terrible luck
assi firde rahe par na manni koi kudi/We went around but found no gal
bhave kahk si kaj si (?)
sannu si nasha/We were intoxicated
Kadde hovange kalle/That one day we'll be alone
sanu ki pata/We didn't know
ve yaar mere kade sege tin chaar/We were 3-4 friends
katthe ched dey si kudiyaan/We used to flirt with girls together
katthe Khaadi assan maar/And got beaten up together
Pehlaan Pallaa gaya/Palla went First
phir aeru gaya baar/Aeru followed
hun saanga vi dubai/Now Sanga is moving to Dubai
bache gill te guitar /Left: Gill and Guitar
Aeru si lammba main si chotta/Aeru was tall and I was short
main si bahutaan kharab oh zara si thoda/I was very evil, he was lesser
uddon lad ke kai din na assan bolnaa/We used to fight and not talk for days
hun chah ke vi milda na dukh kholna/Now we can't share grief even when we want
mileyaa kal ik raahi mainu/I met a vagrant yesterday
kehndaa gal sun meri tu khol kann/He said, listen to me, open your ears
jaddon na kujh agge disse/When you can't see what's ahead
tahiyon bandaa vekhe picche/you turn to see what's gone by
sanga apna si bandaa tagraa/Sanga was a strong man
kade darr na fikar udde nede lagaa/Fear or worry never came near him
bare din baad kal aaya udda phone si/He called me yesterday, after a long time
kehndaa din taan lang jaada ae/Said that the days pass through
par shaam nai/But the evenings don't
ve yaar mere kade seege tin chaar/We were 3-4 friends
katthe ched dey si kudiyaan/We used to flirt with girls together
katthe Khaadi assan maar/And got beaten up together
Pehlaan Pallaa gaya/Palla went First
phir aeru gaya baar/Aeru followed
hun saanga vi dubai/Now Sanga is moving to Dubai
bache gill te guitar/Left: Gill and Guitar
ve yaar mere/Oh, my friends...
ve yaar mere/Oh, my friends...
ve yaar mere/Oh, my friends...
ve yaar mere/Oh, my friends...
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1, 2, 3, 4...
ve yaar mere kade sege tin chaar/We were 3-4 friends
katthe ched dey si kudiyaan/We used to flirt with girls together
katthe Khaadi assan maar/And got beaten up together
Pehlaan Pallaa gaya/Palla went First
phir aeru gaya baar/Aeru followed
hun saanga vi dubai/Now Sanga is moving to Dubai
bache gill te guitar /Left: Gill and Guitar
palle te meri kismat si buri/Palla and I had terrible luck
assi firde rahe par na manni koi kudi/We went around but found no gal
bhave kahk si kaj si (?)
sannu si nasha/We were intoxicated
Kadde hovange kalle/That one day we'll be alone
sanu ki pata/We didn't know
ve yaar mere kade sege tin chaar/We were 3-4 friends
katthe ched dey si kudiyaan/We used to flirt with girls together
katthe Khaadi assan maar/And got beaten up together
Pehlaan Pallaa gaya/Palla went First
phir aeru gaya baar/Aeru followed
hun saanga vi dubai/Now Sanga is moving to Dubai
bache gill te guitar /Left: Gill and Guitar
Aeru si lammba main si chotta/Aeru was tall and I was short
main si bahutaan kharab oh zara si thoda/I was very evil, he was lesser
uddon lad ke kai din na assan bolnaa/We used to fight and not talk for days
hun chah ke vi milda na dukh kholna/Now we can't share grief even when we want
mileyaa kal ik raahi mainu/I met a vagrant yesterday
kehndaa gal sun meri tu khol kann/He said, listen to me, open your ears
jaddon na kujh agge disse/When you can't see what's ahead
tahiyon bandaa vekhe picche/you turn to see what's gone by
sanga apna si bandaa tagraa/Sanga was a strong man
kade darr na fikar udde nede lagaa/Fear or worry never came near him
bare din baad kal aaya udda phone si/He called me yesterday, after a long time
kehndaa din taan lang jaada ae/Said that the days pass through
par shaam nai/But the evenings don't
ve yaar mere kade seege tin chaar/We were 3-4 friends
katthe ched dey si kudiyaan/We used to flirt with girls together
katthe Khaadi assan maar/And got beaten up together
Pehlaan Pallaa gaya/Palla went First
phir aeru gaya baar/Aeru followed
hun saanga vi dubai/Now Sanga is moving to Dubai
bache gill te guitar/Left: Gill and Guitar
ve yaar mere/Oh, my friends...
ve yaar mere/Oh, my friends...
ve yaar mere/Oh, my friends...
ve yaar mere/Oh, my friends...
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