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Koyi Jahan Mein Humaari Tarah
Lyrics of Koyi Jahan Mein Humaari Tarah
koyi jahan mein, humaari tarah,
gareeb na ho, gareeb ho bhi tho,
hum jaisa badanaseeb na ho
ek paisa dede, ooo babu, oo babu,
oo jaane wale babu,
ek paisa dede
teri jeb rahe na khali, teri roz mane diwali,
tu hardam mauj udaaye, kabhi na dukh paaye,
oo babu ik paisa dede
yeh bacha duvayen dega, tera bigada kaam banega,
ise raaton neend nahin aaye, bhook tadapaaye,
oo babu ik paisa dede
qismat phuti duniya ruti, choote sabhi sahare,
pet ke khatir bane bhikaari, phirthe dardar maare,
aankh ke anda bapu meera pag pag thokar khaye,
chala nahin jaaye, ik paisa dede
ek paisa dede, ooo babu, oo babu,
oo jaane wale babu,
ek paisa dede
gareeb na ho, gareeb ho bhi tho,
hum jaisa badanaseeb na ho
ek paisa dede, ooo babu, oo babu,
oo jaane wale babu,
ek paisa dede
teri jeb rahe na khali, teri roz mane diwali,
tu hardam mauj udaaye, kabhi na dukh paaye,
oo babu ik paisa dede
yeh bacha duvayen dega, tera bigada kaam banega,
ise raaton neend nahin aaye, bhook tadapaaye,
oo babu ik paisa dede
qismat phuti duniya ruti, choote sabhi sahare,
pet ke khatir bane bhikaari, phirthe dardar maare,
aankh ke anda bapu meera pag pag thokar khaye,
chala nahin jaaye, ik paisa dede
ek paisa dede, ooo babu, oo babu,
oo jaane wale babu,
ek paisa dede
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Koyi Jahan Mein Humaari Tarah
No soul on earth as poor as I,
Though poor they be, may luck not lie,
As wretched as I, beneath the sky.
Give a penny, kind sir, oh sir,
Passing stranger, a penny confer.
May your purse never empty, each day a feast,
Forever in joy, sorrow decreased,
Oh, sir, a penny, at the least.
This child, prayers it will impart,
Your undone deeds, it will restart,
Restless nights, a hungry heart,
Oh, sir, a penny, play your part.
Fate's cruel hand, the world withdrawn,
All support, completely gone,
For the stomach, a beggar, forlorn,
Wandering lost, since I was born.
Blind father, in every stride,
Stumbling Mira, nowhere to hide,
Unable to walk, where to reside,
Give a penny, where do I abide?
Give a penny, kind sir, oh sir,
Passing stranger, a penny confer.
Though poor they be, may luck not lie,
As wretched as I, beneath the sky.
Give a penny, kind sir, oh sir,
Passing stranger, a penny confer.
May your purse never empty, each day a feast,
Forever in joy, sorrow decreased,
Oh, sir, a penny, at the least.
This child, prayers it will impart,
Your undone deeds, it will restart,
Restless nights, a hungry heart,
Oh, sir, a penny, play your part.
Fate's cruel hand, the world withdrawn,
All support, completely gone,
For the stomach, a beggar, forlorn,
Wandering lost, since I was born.
Blind father, in every stride,
Stumbling Mira, nowhere to hide,
Unable to walk, where to reside,
Give a penny, where do I abide?
Give a penny, kind sir, oh sir,
Passing stranger, a penny confer.
Comments on song "Koyi Jahan Mein Humaari Tarah"
aneesssuet on Saturday, September 15, 2012
Songs is also available in jhankar here:
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Songs is also available in jhankar here:
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Vachan (1955) - Movie Details
Film CastRajendra Kumar, Geeta Bali, Balraj Sahni, Neelima, S K Prem, Alhad Radha Krishnan, RaajdeepSingerAsha Bhosle, Ravishankar, Mohammed RafiLyricistPrem DhawanMusic ByRaviDirectorRaj RishiExternal LinksVachan at IMDB Vachan at WikipediaYouTubeVachan at YT Vachan at YT(2)
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What a soul-stirring song by Mohd. Rafi picturised on a beggar, O babu o janewale babu ek paisa dede. Teri jeb rahe na khali, teri roj mane diwali, tu har dam mauj udai kabhi na dukh paye! What a travesty of fate, in India, our political class luxuriates in honey, milky and comforts of modern life, whereas a poor man continues to luxuriate in his toil of torture and wretched squalor, even today!