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Buddha Pichhe Pad Gaya - बुढ्ढा पीछे पड़ गया
SingerSumitra Lahiri, Mohammed Rafi
Music bySonik Omi
LyricistVerma Malik
Actor
Category
MoviePremi Gangaram (1978)
Lyrics of Buddha Pichhe Pad Gaya - बुढ्ढा पीछे पड़ गया
haye re dekh ke meri jawani
buddhe ke muh me aa gaya pani
kahta aaja meri rani
buddha ye buddha
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
ri tere gal ke upar til
kahta hai de buddhe ko dil
ke tujhko jaye khajana mil
mai tera, ha tera, ri tera hoke rah gaya
mai tera hoke rah gaya
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
mai solha ki tu pensath ka
dubke mar besharma
mai solha ki tu pensath ka
dubke mar besharma
baap to mera shankar dada
hey shankar dada
baap to mera shankar dada
veer mera hai dharma
buddhe kyu maut ko bulata hai
teri pasalli denge sek
are tu apni umar to dekh
tere sath na milte lekh
hat raah me mar gaya
re buddha, re buddha
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
mai tera hoke rah gaya
ankhiyo se mai ankhiya mila ke
le jau takhat hajare
ankhiyo se mai ankhiya mila ke
le jau takhat hajare
raat ko chadhta suraj dekhe
ri suraj dekhe
raat ko chadta suraj dekhe
din me dikhau tare
le aa shankar dada aur dharma
ri o tere do uchke
dono ko dunga aise dhakke
unke mai chhuda du chhake
jo meri raah me aa gaya
main tera, ri tera, ho tera hoke rah gaya
buddha pichhe pad gaya
rog nahi ye tere bas ka
pyar mera anmol
rog nahi ye tere bas ka
pyar mera anmol
jaan bech ke le lu tujhko
ari le lu tujhko
jaan bech ke le lu tujhko
pyar ki boli bol
ri sunke dil ki khidki khol
aisi chal na chal bekar
jinka jisse bhi tha pyar
aakhir mil jayenge yaar
tu khali rah gaya o buddha
o buddha pichhe pad gaya
re buddha pichhe pad gaya
ri tere gal ke upar til
kahta hai de buddhe ko dil
ke tujhko jaye khajana mil
mai tera, ri tera, ho tera hoke rah gaya
mai tera hoke rah gaya
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
tera dil bhukha rah gaya
tera dil sukha rah gaya
buddha akela rah gaya
tera to kuch na rah gaya
buddhe ke muh me aa gaya pani
kahta aaja meri rani
buddha ye buddha
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
ri tere gal ke upar til
kahta hai de buddhe ko dil
ke tujhko jaye khajana mil
mai tera, ha tera, ri tera hoke rah gaya
mai tera hoke rah gaya
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
mai solha ki tu pensath ka
dubke mar besharma
mai solha ki tu pensath ka
dubke mar besharma
baap to mera shankar dada
hey shankar dada
baap to mera shankar dada
veer mera hai dharma
buddhe kyu maut ko bulata hai
teri pasalli denge sek
are tu apni umar to dekh
tere sath na milte lekh
hat raah me mar gaya
re buddha, re buddha
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
mai tera hoke rah gaya
ankhiyo se mai ankhiya mila ke
le jau takhat hajare
ankhiyo se mai ankhiya mila ke
le jau takhat hajare
raat ko chadhta suraj dekhe
ri suraj dekhe
raat ko chadta suraj dekhe
din me dikhau tare
le aa shankar dada aur dharma
ri o tere do uchke
dono ko dunga aise dhakke
unke mai chhuda du chhake
jo meri raah me aa gaya
main tera, ri tera, ho tera hoke rah gaya
buddha pichhe pad gaya
rog nahi ye tere bas ka
pyar mera anmol
rog nahi ye tere bas ka
pyar mera anmol
jaan bech ke le lu tujhko
ari le lu tujhko
jaan bech ke le lu tujhko
pyar ki boli bol
ri sunke dil ki khidki khol
aisi chal na chal bekar
jinka jisse bhi tha pyar
aakhir mil jayenge yaar
tu khali rah gaya o buddha
o buddha pichhe pad gaya
re buddha pichhe pad gaya
ri tere gal ke upar til
kahta hai de buddhe ko dil
ke tujhko jaye khajana mil
mai tera, ri tera, ho tera hoke rah gaya
mai tera hoke rah gaya
ye buddha pichhe pad gaya
tera dil bhukha rah gaya
tera dil sukha rah gaya
buddha akela rah gaya
tera to kuch na rah gaya
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Buddha Pichhe Pad Gaya - बुढ्ढा पीछे पड़ गया
Behold, my youth, a blooming tree,
And in his eyes, a thirst I see.
An ancient hunger, wild and free,
"Come, my queen," he pleads to me.
This old man, this withered frame,
Pursues me with his burning flame.
Oh, the mole upon your cheek,
He whispers, a treasure he will seek,
"Give your heart, the riches speak,
I'll be yours, eternally,
Forever yours, you'll see."
This old man, he pursues me.
This old man, he pursues me.
Sixteen I am, sixty-five you claim,
Shame to you, drown in your shame.
Sixteen I am, sixty-five you claim,
Shame to you, drown in your shame.
My father, Shankar, strong and true,
My brother, Dharma, faithful through.
Why beckon death, this desperate plea?
We'll break your ribs, you'll soon agree.
Look at your age, what can it be?
Your fate and mine will never meet.
Get away, you’re dead in the street!
This old man, this withered frame,
He pursues me with his burning flame.
I'll be yours, eternally.
With eyes I meet his longing gaze,
To throne and splendor, I will raise.
With eyes I meet his longing gaze,
To throne and splendor, I will raise.
The rising sun, that shines at night,
That sun I see, it fills with light.
The rising sun, that shines at night,
The stars I show in the light.
Call Shankar, Dharma, by my side,
Two fools, you can't hide,
I'll knock them down, can't be denied,
Who stands in my way, they'll fall.
I'll be yours, eternally,
Forever yours, you'll see.
This old man, he pursues me.
This malady, beyond your hand,
My love, a treasure, in this land.
This malady, beyond your hand,
My love, a treasure, in this land.
Sell your life, and I will claim,
I will claim you, in love's sweet game.
Sell your life, and I will claim,
I'll bid for love, in whispered name.
Open your heart, and let it bloom,
Do not play this empty tune.
Those who love, they'll meet soon,
You are left empty, old man, you see.
This old man, he pursues me.
This old man, he pursues me.
Oh, the mole upon your cheek,
He whispers, a treasure he will seek,
"Give your heart, the riches speak,
I'll be yours, eternally,
Forever yours, you'll see."
This old man, he pursues me.
Your heart remains hungry, a barren plea.
The old man alone, eternally.
You have gained nothing, forever free.
And in his eyes, a thirst I see.
An ancient hunger, wild and free,
"Come, my queen," he pleads to me.
This old man, this withered frame,
Pursues me with his burning flame.
Oh, the mole upon your cheek,
He whispers, a treasure he will seek,
"Give your heart, the riches speak,
I'll be yours, eternally,
Forever yours, you'll see."
This old man, he pursues me.
This old man, he pursues me.
Sixteen I am, sixty-five you claim,
Shame to you, drown in your shame.
Sixteen I am, sixty-five you claim,
Shame to you, drown in your shame.
My father, Shankar, strong and true,
My brother, Dharma, faithful through.
Why beckon death, this desperate plea?
We'll break your ribs, you'll soon agree.
Look at your age, what can it be?
Your fate and mine will never meet.
Get away, you’re dead in the street!
This old man, this withered frame,
He pursues me with his burning flame.
I'll be yours, eternally.
With eyes I meet his longing gaze,
To throne and splendor, I will raise.
With eyes I meet his longing gaze,
To throne and splendor, I will raise.
The rising sun, that shines at night,
That sun I see, it fills with light.
The rising sun, that shines at night,
The stars I show in the light.
Call Shankar, Dharma, by my side,
Two fools, you can't hide,
I'll knock them down, can't be denied,
Who stands in my way, they'll fall.
I'll be yours, eternally,
Forever yours, you'll see.
This old man, he pursues me.
This malady, beyond your hand,
My love, a treasure, in this land.
This malady, beyond your hand,
My love, a treasure, in this land.
Sell your life, and I will claim,
I will claim you, in love's sweet game.
Sell your life, and I will claim,
I'll bid for love, in whispered name.
Open your heart, and let it bloom,
Do not play this empty tune.
Those who love, they'll meet soon,
You are left empty, old man, you see.
This old man, he pursues me.
This old man, he pursues me.
Oh, the mole upon your cheek,
He whispers, a treasure he will seek,
"Give your heart, the riches speak,
I'll be yours, eternally,
Forever yours, you'll see."
This old man, he pursues me.
Your heart remains hungry, a barren plea.
The old man alone, eternally.
You have gained nothing, forever free.
Premi Gangaram (1978) - Movie Details
SingerAsha Bhosle, Mohammed Rafi, Tuntun, Omi, Sumitra LahiriLyricistVerma MalikMusic BySonik, OmiExternal LinksPremi Gangaram at IMDB Premi Gangaram at Wikipedia
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