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Ghataa Ghanaghor Ho Mor Machaave Shor - घटा घनघोर हो मोर मचावे शोर
SingerKhursheed
Music byKhemchand Prakash
LyricistPt. Indra Chandra
ActorKundan Lal Saigal, Khursheed, Mubarak, Nagendra
CategoryRain Songs, Raag Based Songs, Raga - Megh Malhar
MovieTansen (1943)
Lyrics of Ghataa Ghanaghor Ho Mor Machaave Shor - घटा घनघोर हो मोर मचावे शोर
ghata ghanaghor ho
ghata ghanaghor ho
mor machave shor
more sajan aja
aja more sajan aja
ghata ghanaghor ho
mor machave shor
more sajan aja
aja more sajan aja
ek mauj ka naam javani
ik aye ik jaye
ek mauj ka naam javani
ik aye ik jaye
mauj me mauj na li jisne vo
phir paachhe pachhataye
mauj me mauj na li jisne vo
phir paachhe pachhataye
bada dukh deve jiya
bada dukh deve jiya
mane na hay piya
hay bada dukh deve jiya
mane na hay piya
mane na hay piya
ise samajhaja
aaja ise samajhaja
ghata ghanaghor ho
mor machave shor
more sajan aja
aja more sajan aja
kab lag phirun khoj me tere
piya khoye khoye
kab lag phirun khoj me tere
piya khoye khoye
jo laagi na jane mori
unka bhala na hoye
jo laagi na jane mori
unka bhala na hoye
phirun mai dvare dvare
phirun mai dvare dvare
do nainava ke mare
hay phirun mai dvare dvare
do nainava ke mare
do nainava ke mare
mukh dikha la ja
aaja mukh dikha la ja
ghata ghanaghor ho
mor machave shor
more sajan aja
aja more sajan aja
ghata ghanaghor ho
mor machave shor
more sajan aja
aja more sajan aja
ghata ghanaghor ho
mor machave shor
more sajan aja
aja more sajan aja
ek mauj ka naam javani
ik aye ik jaye
ek mauj ka naam javani
ik aye ik jaye
mauj me mauj na li jisne vo
phir paachhe pachhataye
mauj me mauj na li jisne vo
phir paachhe pachhataye
bada dukh deve jiya
bada dukh deve jiya
mane na hay piya
hay bada dukh deve jiya
mane na hay piya
mane na hay piya
ise samajhaja
aaja ise samajhaja
ghata ghanaghor ho
mor machave shor
more sajan aja
aja more sajan aja
kab lag phirun khoj me tere
piya khoye khoye
kab lag phirun khoj me tere
piya khoye khoye
jo laagi na jane mori
unka bhala na hoye
jo laagi na jane mori
unka bhala na hoye
phirun mai dvare dvare
phirun mai dvare dvare
do nainava ke mare
hay phirun mai dvare dvare
do nainava ke mare
do nainava ke mare
mukh dikha la ja
aaja mukh dikha la ja
ghata ghanaghor ho
mor machave shor
more sajan aja
aja more sajan aja
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Ghataa Ghanaghor Ho Mor Machaave Shor - घटा घनघोर हो मोर मचावे शोर
Dark clouds gather deep,
Dark clouds gather deep,
Peacocks cry their grief.
My love, come to me,
Come, my love, come to me.
Dark clouds gather deep,
Peacocks cry their grief.
My love, come to me,
Come, my love, come to me.
Youth, a fleeting wave,
Comes and then is gone.
Youth, a fleeting wave,
Comes and then is gone.
Who drinks not deep the wave's embrace,
Shall later weep forlorn.
Who drinks not deep the wave's embrace,
Shall later weep forlorn.
Great sorrow fills my soul,
Great sorrow fills my soul,
My love heeds not my plea.
Oh, great sorrow fills my soul,
He heeds not, my love, my plea.
He heeds not, my love, my plea.
To reason with him now,
Come, to reason with him now.
Dark clouds gather deep,
Peacocks cry their grief.
My love, come to me,
Come, my love, come to me.
How long shall I search for you,
My love, so lost, so far?
How long shall I search for you,
My love, so lost, so far?
Those who know not love's true fire,
Their good shall be no more.
Those who know not love's true fire,
Their good shall be no more.
I wander door to door,
I wander door to door,
By my two eyes undone.
Oh, I wander door to door,
By my two eyes undone.
By my two eyes undone.
Show me your face again,
Come, show me your face again.
Dark clouds gather deep,
Peacocks cry their grief.
My love, come to me,
Come, my love, come to me.
Dark clouds gather deep,
Peacocks cry their grief.
My love, come to me,
Come, my love, come to me.
Dark clouds gather deep,
Peacocks cry their grief.
My love, come to me,
Come, my love, come to me.
Youth, a fleeting wave,
Comes and then is gone.
Youth, a fleeting wave,
Comes and then is gone.
Who drinks not deep the wave's embrace,
Shall later weep forlorn.
Who drinks not deep the wave's embrace,
Shall later weep forlorn.
Great sorrow fills my soul,
Great sorrow fills my soul,
My love heeds not my plea.
Oh, great sorrow fills my soul,
He heeds not, my love, my plea.
He heeds not, my love, my plea.
To reason with him now,
Come, to reason with him now.
Dark clouds gather deep,
Peacocks cry their grief.
My love, come to me,
Come, my love, come to me.
How long shall I search for you,
My love, so lost, so far?
How long shall I search for you,
My love, so lost, so far?
Those who know not love's true fire,
Their good shall be no more.
Those who know not love's true fire,
Their good shall be no more.
I wander door to door,
I wander door to door,
By my two eyes undone.
Oh, I wander door to door,
By my two eyes undone.
By my two eyes undone.
Show me your face again,
Come, show me your face again.
Dark clouds gather deep,
Peacocks cry their grief.
My love, come to me,
Come, my love, come to me.
Comments on song "Ghataa Ghanaghor Ho Mor Machaave Shor"
RituPM :) FEELThePurityPeace&DepthINMusicINYourShr on Saturday, January 10, 2009
Beautiful music, beautiful song! What a pleasure to be able to listen to
that old a song and that too with the visual scene it was featured in! The
lady is beautiful and so are her playful expressions in it. Thank you! :)
The wide spectrum of music & audio video selections on YT couldn't be as
much a joy for me at least, without aficionados like you, Mirza jee, of
beautiful vintage and rare music of India and its wonderful neighboring
countries on all sides! :) Due Regards, Ritu.
Beautiful music, beautiful song! What a pleasure to be able to listen to
that old a song and that too with the visual scene it was featured in! The
lady is beautiful and so are her playful expressions in it. Thank you! :)
The wide spectrum of music & audio video selections on YT couldn't be as
much a joy for me at least, without aficionados like you, Mirza jee, of
beautiful vintage and rare music of India and its wonderful neighboring
countries on all sides! :) Due Regards, Ritu.
Milahi1935 on Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Khursheed was the most beautiful and best singer of all times. Her first
husband died and she married bhai mian and lived a prosperous life in
Karachi. Such a combination of beauty and singing ability may never be
repeated.
Khursheed was the most beautiful and best singer of all times. Her first
husband died and she married bhai mian and lived a prosperous life in
Karachi. Such a combination of beauty and singing ability may never be
repeated.
SPChitale on Saturday, October 17, 2009
what should I say? this song and film is before I was born but my elder brothers used to sing this song and thus I came to know it. What an innocent love exhibiting melody everything nostalgic
what should I say? this song and film is before I was born but my elder brothers used to sing this song and thus I came to know it. What an innocent love exhibiting melody everything nostalgic
araniapparao on Friday, May 08, 2009
Please collect Kursheed's Biography, from his Nephew, and post it in IMBD , so that many fans of her can have the oppurtunity to know her details- Arani Apparao-(Hyd)
Please collect Kursheed's Biography, from his Nephew, and post it in IMBD , so that many fans of her can have the oppurtunity to know her details- Arani Apparao-(Hyd)
Tansen (1943) - Movie Details
Film CastK L Sehgal, Kamla Chatterjee, Khursheed, Mubarak, Nagendra, Bhagwan Das, RamanSingerK I Saigal, KhursheedLyricistD N MadhokMusic ByKheemchand PrakashDirectorJayant DesaiProducerRanjitExternal LinksTansen at IMDB Tansen at WikipediaYouTubeTansen at YT Tansen at YT(2)
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Thank you for posting this old gem. Khursheed looks very much like Meena Kumari ( smile and eye movements ) and to me it appears that Meena Kumari copied Khursheed's style in her early movies or was advised by directors to do so. Her own elder sister played minor roles in several movies and was called Khursheed junior.