Tu Raja Ki Raj Dulaari.....OYE LUCKY, LUCKY OYE

Tu Raja Ki Raj Dulaari 

Film: Oye Lucky Lucky Oye)

Original Lyrics: Haryanvi Folk

Music : Sneha Khanvilkar

Tu Raja Ki Raj Dulari, Main Sirf Langote.., Aala Su.. Bhang Ragad Ke Piya Karu Main, Kundi Sote Aala Su Tu Raja Ki Chhori Se, Mere Ek Bhi Daasi Dost Nahi Chal Tu Shawl Odhan Aali, Mhare Kambal Tak Bhi Paas Nahi Tu baagan Ki Koyal Se , aade barf pade Hari Ghaas Nahi Kis tariya dil Lage Tera, Satran Chaul Prakash Nahi Kise Saahukar Ke Byah Karwale, Saahukar Ke Byah Karwale Main Khaali sote Aala Su Bhang Ragad Ke Piya Karu Main dhuna me tapa karun, tu aag dekh ke darr jagi Rakh ghol ke Piyaa Karu Mera, Bhag Dekh Ke Dar Jaagi Sau Sau Saap pade reh gale me, Naag Dekh Ke Dar Jaagi Tane Julfo aala Chhora Chaiye, Julfo aala Chhora Chaiye Main Lambe Chote aala Su Bhangh Ragad Ke Piya Karu Main, Kundi Sote Aala Su My Translation(based on meaning provided by this URL http://golanithinks.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-post-lyrics-of-songs-on-blog-quite.html )

Between a princess and pauper, Is there ever a fair match? You that bathe in milk & honey, Milk of cannabis I crush. You the king's darling, the apple of his eye, Me a loner, not one to call a friend. You that's used to warm sheets of silk, A tattered blanket I barely possess. You awaken to chirping cuckoos, In mine blades of grass, struggle to eke a living. I worry how you might, spend your while? Where sunlight barely breaks, making itself felt. Find a monied groom sweetheart, Not a bum pauper like me, While you bathe in milk & honey, Milk of cannabis I crush. I penance amidst thick smoke dear, Scare you witless, the very sight of which. I drink from the same ashes, You’ll want to flee my frightful fate, A million snakes I adorn, be shaken by the cobra's hiss. A man of likeness you need, Matching tress for strand, Not dreadful locks as me. While you bathe in milk & honey, Milk of cannabis I crush.