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bhabhi dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
bhabhi dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
najar teri laado ki mithi chhuri hai
bahna dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
are bahna dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
magar tere devar ki niyat buri hai
bhabhi dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai

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bahna apne thane me tu likh le rapat humari
bahna apne thane me tu likh le rapat humari
taak jhank ki tere devar ko hai badi bimari
kahta hai ye mujhse tu gud ki dali hai
ae bahna dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
bhabhi dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
najar teri laado ki mithi chhuri hai
bahna dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai

bhabhi teri laado jaisa aur na koi hoga
bhabhi teri laado jaisa aur na koi hoga
ladki hai ya garam masala
tauba meri tauba, are re re uyi maa
ghar me humare badi khalbali hai
bahna dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
are bahna dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
magar tere devar ki niyat buri hai
bhabhi dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
bhabhi dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
najar teri laado ki mithi chhuri hai
bahna dil ki bholi tu kitni bhali hai
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Sister-in-law, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are,
Sister-in-law, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are.
Your gaze, a sweet dagger, a beloved’s tender art.
Sister, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are,
Oh, Sister, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are,
But your husband's brother, his intentions, a shadowed scar.
Sister-in-law, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are.

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Sister, in your station, write down this plea of mine,
Sister, in your station, write down this plea of mine,
For your husband's brother, voyeurism, a disease that does define.
He whispers to me, "You are a sugar-sweet shrine,"
Oh, Sister, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are,
Sister-in-law, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are.
Your gaze, a sweet dagger, a beloved’s tender art.
Sister, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are.

Sister-in-law, like your beloved, there is none other,
Sister-in-law, like your beloved, there is none other.
A girl, or a fiery spice?
Repentance, Oh, my repentance, Oh, mother, oh, my mother!
In our home, a storm of unease does gather.
Sister, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are,
Oh, Sister, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are,
But your husband's brother, his intentions, a shadowed scar.
Sister-in-law, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are.
Sister-in-law, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are.
Your gaze, a sweet dagger, a beloved’s tender art.
Sister, your heart, a field of innocence, how pure you are.
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