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Baat Niklegi To Phir Dur - बात निकलेगी तो फिर दूर
SingerJagjit Singh
Music byJagjit Singh
LyricistKafil Azar
ActorJagjit Singh
CategoryLive Performance
MovieClassics Collection (Jagjit Singh) (2001)
Lyrics of Baat Niklegi To Phir Dur - बात निकलेगी तो फिर दूर
bat niklegi to fir dur talak jayegi
log bewajah udasi ka sabab puchenge
ye bhi puchenge ke
tum itni paresha kyu ho
ungliya uthengi
sukhe hue balo ki taraf
ek najar dekhenge
gujre hue salo ki taraf
chudio pe bhi kayi
tanj kiye jayenge
kapte hatho pe fikre
kashi jayenge
log jalim hai
har ek bat ka tana denge
log jalim hai
har ek bat ka tana denge
bato bato me mera
jikar bhi le aayenge
unki bato ka jara sa bhi
asar mat lena
warna chehre ke tasus se
samjh jayenge
chahe kuch bhi ho
sawalat na karna unse
chahe kuch bhi ho
sawalat na karna unse
mere bare me koi bat
na karna unse
bat niklegi to fir dur talak jayegi
log bewajah udasi ka sabab puchenge
ye bhi puchenge ke
tum itni paresha kyu ho
ungliya uthengi
sukhe hue balo ki taraf
ek najar dekhenge
gujre hue salo ki taraf
chudio pe bhi kayi
tanj kiye jayenge
kapte hatho pe fikre
kashi jayenge
log jalim hai
har ek bat ka tana denge
log jalim hai
har ek bat ka tana denge
bato bato me mera
jikar bhi le aayenge
unki bato ka jara sa bhi
asar mat lena
warna chehre ke tasus se
samjh jayenge
chahe kuch bhi ho
sawalat na karna unse
chahe kuch bhi ho
sawalat na karna unse
mere bare me koi bat
na karna unse
bat niklegi to fir dur talak jayegi
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Baat Niklegi To Phir Dur - बात निकलेगी तो फिर दूर
The words will spill,
A river to the distant shore.
They'll ask the reason for your gloom,
And why your heart is sore.
Fingers will point,
To dried-up blooms of yesterday.
Eyes will glance,
At years now flown away.
Bracelets, whispers of the past,
Will be mocked in their cruel decree.
Trembling hands, a target cast,
Their barbed words for all to see.
They are cruel, those people,
Each word a sharpened dart.
They are cruel,
And break your heart.
In casual talk, they'll weave
The threads of memories you hold so dear.
Do not let their words deceive,
Do not let their shadows appear.
For in your face, the signs will show,
The story they yearn to know.
No matter what,
Ask them no questions, no.
No matter what,
Let the secrets go.
Speak not of me,
Or share my name,
For the words released,
Will ignite the flame.
And the words will spill,
A river to the distant shore.
A river to the distant shore.
They'll ask the reason for your gloom,
And why your heart is sore.
Fingers will point,
To dried-up blooms of yesterday.
Eyes will glance,
At years now flown away.
Bracelets, whispers of the past,
Will be mocked in their cruel decree.
Trembling hands, a target cast,
Their barbed words for all to see.
They are cruel, those people,
Each word a sharpened dart.
They are cruel,
And break your heart.
In casual talk, they'll weave
The threads of memories you hold so dear.
Do not let their words deceive,
Do not let their shadows appear.
For in your face, the signs will show,
The story they yearn to know.
No matter what,
Ask them no questions, no.
No matter what,
Let the secrets go.
Speak not of me,
Or share my name,
For the words released,
Will ignite the flame.
And the words will spill,
A river to the distant shore.
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