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haan hamase na jita koyi, haan hoga na hamasa koyi
are rang jamane aaye hain do deewane aaye hain
haan hamase na jita koyi, haan hoga na hamasa koyi
are rang jamane aaye hain do deewane aaye hain

haay chal hai kya daiya, dol rahi naiya
are lage najr na tujhako chalata rahe yeh pahiya
are gate bajaate yun hi kheti karenge bhaiya
are mati banegi sona jai jai ho durga maiya
jai jai ho durga maiya jai jai ho durga maiya

waah waah waah waah mere bhaiya waah
hamase na jita koyi, hoga na hamasa koyi
rang jamane aaye hain do deewane aaye hain

bhaiya na yeh teri duniya na yeh meri duniya
are jo bhi uthale badhake yeh hai usiki duniya
are mann mein bura na socho muh se bura na bolo
are sabka bhala karega jai jai ho durga maiya
jai jai ho durga maiya jai jai ho durga maiya
waah waah waah waah mere bhaiya waah
hamase na jita koyi, hoga na hamasa koyi
rang jamane aaye hain do deewane aaye hain

hum bhi sidhe sadhe mann bhi hai bhola bhala
are aaye maja jine mein thoda masala dala
sachche ka bolbala jhute ka muh ho kala
are saare hai usake bande allah ho ya nandlala
allah ho ya nandlala allah ho ya nandlala
allah ho ya nandlala allah ho ya nandlala
waah waah waah waah mere bhaiya waah
hamase na jita koyi, hoga na hamasa koyi
rang jamane aaye hain do deewane aaye hain
hamase na jita koyi, hoga na hamasa koyi
rang jamane aaye hain do deewane aaye hain

A call, a cry, a life's deep sigh,
None have won against us, none like us will fly.
Two lovers arrive, to paint the world anew,
A canvas of colors, vibrant and true.
A call, a cry, a life's deep sigh,
None have won against us, none like us will fly.
Two lovers arrive, to paint the world anew.

Oh, what a dance, the ship's sway,
May no dark eye touch you, come what may.
This wheel of existence, ever to turn,
With songs and music, harvests we'll earn.
The earth will turn to gold, Durga's praise resounds,
Glory to Durga, where peace is found.
Glory to Durga, Glory to Durga.

Bravo, brother, bravo, how the spirit sings!
None have won against us, none like us life brings.
To paint the world, two lovers start,
With colors of love, a beating heart.

Brother, this world is not yours, nor mine to claim,
The one who dares, will find its name.
Let no darkness live inside, nor harsh words be said,
May goodness be the law, by Durga's grace led.
Glory to Durga, Glory to Durga.
Bravo, brother, bravo, how the spirit sings!
None have won against us, none like us life brings.
To paint the world, two lovers start,
With colors of love, a beating heart.

We are simple souls, with hearts so pure,
Life's spice we add, to make it endure.
Truth's reign will shine, a false face will fade,
All are His children, be it Allah or Krishna's shade.
Allah or Krishna, Allah or Krishna.
Allah or Krishna, Allah or Krishna.
Bravo, brother, bravo, how the spirit sings!
None have won against us, none like us life brings.
To paint the world, two lovers start,
With colors of love, a beating heart.
None have won against us, none like us will fly.
To paint the world, two lovers arrive nigh.