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Paisa Hi Rang Roop Hai Paisa Hi Maal Hai - पैसा ही रंग रूप है पैसा ही माल है
Lyrics of Paisa Hi Rang Roop Hai Paisa Hi Maal Hai - पैसा ही रंग रूप है पैसा ही माल है
paisa hi rang rup hai paisa hi mal hai
paisa na ho to admi charkhe ki mal hai
paise hi ka amir ke dil me khyal hai
paise hi ka fakir bhi karta sawal hai
paisa hi fauj paisa hi jaho jalal hai
paise hi ka tamam ye dango dalal hai

paisa hi bas batata hai insan ki jat ko
bin paise saga bhai bhi puche na bat ko
paisa hi jeb deta hai byah or barat ko
paisa ho pas dulha bane adhi rat ko
dekho kabar uthate hai paise ke waste
teero sana lagate hai paise ke waste
maidan me jakham khate hai paise ke waste
ya takhte sar katte hai paise ke waste
paisa hi badi chiz hai ye khub kaha hai
bismil magar nazir ne ye bhi to likha hai
paise se jo ulfat tujhe ho jayegi baba
dukh isme teri ruh bahut payegi baba

daulat jo teri yahi na kam aayegi baba
fir kya tujhe allah se milwayegi baba
bedar khabardar ho is bat se mat bhul
ye kabar me to sath nahi jayegi baba
bukho ko garibo ko yatimo ko khila ja
warna ye tujhe bojh tadpayegi baba
paise ke pet me kabhi aana nahi baba
insaniyat pe dag lagana nahi baba
lyrics of song Paisa Hi Rang Roop Hai Paisa Hi Maal Hai
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Paisa Hi Rang Roop Hai Paisa Hi Maal Hai - पैसा ही रंग रूप है पैसा ही माल है
Gold is the hue, gold is the hoard,
Without it, man, a thread on a spinning board.
Gold in the rich man's heart, a whispered plea,
Gold that the beggar begs, for all to see.
Gold is the army, gold, the pomp and show,
Gold fuels the merchants, where the dark deals grow.

Gold defines the soul, the measure true,
Without it, brother, even you shun you.
Gold fills the pockets, for the wedding's grace,
Gold makes the groom, at midnight's embrace.
Graves are built for gold, a gilded lie,
Arrows shot for gold, beneath a darkened sky.
Wounds endured for gold, in the battle's heat,
And heads are severed, for gold's bitter sweet.
Gold is the king, so the wise proclaim,
But Nazir, the mourner, whispers the same:
If your heart's desire is gold, my son,
Your spirit in this world will never run.

If fortune's grace cannot serve you here,
How will it guide you, and draw God near?
Be warned, do not forget this solemn truth,
In the grave, gold offers no youthful soothe.
Feed the hungry, the poor, the orphans' plight,
Or this burden will haunt you through the night.
Do not fall into the belly of gold, never,
Do not stain humanity, forever.

Paisa (1957) - Movie Details
Film CastUzra Mumtaz, Pushpa, Ravi, Ravindra Kapoor, Shreeram Lagoo, Kuldip Kaur SingerMohammed Rafi, Geeta Dutt, Shamshad Begum, Mubarak Begum LyricistLalchand Bismil, Surdas, Nazir Akbarabadi Music ByRam Ganguly DirectorPrithviraj Kapoor External LinksPaisa at IMDB      
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