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Nanadiya Mare Boli Ke Baan - ननदिया मारे, ननदिया मारे बोली के बाण
SingerGeeta Dutt
Music byAvinash Vyas, Hansraj Behl, Bulo C Rani
LyricistPandit Indra
CategoryChed Chad Songs
MovieGunsundari (1948)
Lyrics of Nanadiya Mare Boli Ke Baan - ननदिया मारे, ननदिया मारे बोली के बाण
nandiya mare, nandiya mare boli ke baan
balam main tumse na bolu
ho balam main tumse na bolu
nandiya mare, nandiya mare boli ke baan
balam main tumse na bolu
ho balam main tumse na bolu
nandiya mare
jabse aayi hai bhabhi ghar me
bhaiya hua hai gulam
jabse aayi hai bhabhi ghar me
bhaiya hua hai gulam
chhod ke sare kaam kare
bhabhi ko sau sau salam
chhod ke sare kaam kare
bhabhi ko sau sau salam
bhabhi badi jadugarni, bhaiya bada nadan
bhabhi badi jadugarni, bhaiya bada nadan
mare boli ke baan
balam main tumse na bolu
ho ho balam main tumse na bolu
nandiya mare, nandiya mare boli ke baan
balam main tumse na bolu
ho balam main tumse na bolu
nandiya mare
bhaiya ko bhabhi nach nachaye
bhaiya ko bhabhi nach nachaye
bhaiya uske naaz, naaz uthaye
bhaiya uske naaz, naaz uthaye
bhabhi kare ishara, bhaiya bechara dole
balam main tumse na bolu
ho balam main tumse na bolu
nandiya mare, nandiya mare boli ke baan
balam main tumse na bolu
ho balam main tumse na bolu
nandiya mare
jabse aayi hai bhabhi ghar me
bhaiya hua hai gulam
jabse aayi hai bhabhi ghar me
bhaiya hua hai gulam
chhod ke sare kaam kare
bhabhi ko sau sau salam
chhod ke sare kaam kare
bhabhi ko sau sau salam
bhabhi badi jadugarni, bhaiya bada nadan
bhabhi badi jadugarni, bhaiya bada nadan
mare boli ke baan
balam main tumse na bolu
ho ho balam main tumse na bolu
nandiya mare, nandiya mare boli ke baan
balam main tumse na bolu
ho balam main tumse na bolu
nandiya mare
bhaiya ko bhabhi nach nachaye
bhaiya ko bhabhi nach nachaye
bhaiya uske naaz, naaz uthaye
bhaiya uske naaz, naaz uthaye
bhabhi kare ishara, bhaiya bechara dole
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Nanadiya Mare Boli Ke Baan - ननदिया मारे, ननदिया मारे बोली के बाण
My sister-in-law, she wounds me, arrows of words she throws,
My love, to you I won't speak,
Oh, my love, to you I won't speak.
My sister-in-law, she wounds me, arrows of words she throws,
My love, to you I won't speak,
Oh, my love, to you I won't speak.
My sister-in-law wounds me.
Since she arrived, the wife, in this home,
My brother, he’s become a slave.
Since she arrived, the wife, in this home,
My brother, he’s become a slave.
Abandoning all other tasks, he does,
A hundred salutes to his wife he gives.
Abandoning all other tasks, he does,
A hundred salutes to his wife he gives.
The wife, a sorceress, my brother, so naive,
The wife, a sorceress, my brother, so naive.
She wounds me with arrows of words,
My love, to you I won't speak,
Oh, oh, my love, to you I won't speak.
My sister-in-law, she wounds me, arrows of words she throws,
My love, to you I won't speak,
Oh, my love, to you I won't speak.
My sister-in-law wounds me.
My brother, by his wife, is made to dance,
My brother, by his wife, is made to dance,
For her whims, her every wish, he bows.
For her whims, her every wish, he bows.
The wife gives a signal, the poor brother sways.
My love, to you I won't speak,
Oh, my love, to you I won't speak.
My sister-in-law, she wounds me, arrows of words she throws,
My love, to you I won't speak,
Oh, my love, to you I won't speak.
My sister-in-law wounds me.
Since she arrived, the wife, in this home,
My brother, he’s become a slave.
Since she arrived, the wife, in this home,
My brother, he’s become a slave.
Abandoning all other tasks, he does,
A hundred salutes to his wife he gives.
Abandoning all other tasks, he does,
A hundred salutes to his wife he gives.
The wife, a sorceress, my brother, so naive,
The wife, a sorceress, my brother, so naive.
She wounds me with arrows of words,
My love, to you I won't speak,
Oh, oh, my love, to you I won't speak.
My sister-in-law, she wounds me, arrows of words she throws,
My love, to you I won't speak,
Oh, my love, to you I won't speak.
My sister-in-law wounds me.
My brother, by his wife, is made to dance,
My brother, by his wife, is made to dance,
For her whims, her every wish, he bows.
For her whims, her every wish, he bows.
The wife gives a signal, the poor brother sways.
Gunsundari (1948) - Movie Details
Film CastNirupa Roy, Manher Desai, Dulari, Saraswati
SingerA.R. Ojha, Mohantara Talpade, Geeta Dutt, Amirbai
LyricistPandit Indra
Music ByBulo C. Rani, Avinash Vyas, Hansraj Behl
DirectorRatilal Hemchand Punatar
External LinksGunsundari at IMDB
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