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Lyrics of Na Jaanu Ram Meri Bindiya Kaha Gayi - ना जानू राम मेरी बिंदिया कहाँ गई
are na janu ram meri bindiya kaha gai
na janu ram meri bindiya kaha gai
gol gol anmol bindiya kaha gai
bindiya laga ke mai to sejiya pe gai thi
sejiya pe giri ke rasiya se lipat gai
na janu ram meri bindiya kaha gai
na janu ram meri bindiya kaha gai
bindiya laga ke mai to bago me gai thi
bago me gai thi baharo me gai thi
bago me giri ke bago me giri ke mali se lipat gai
na janu ram meri bindiya kaha gai haye
na janu ram meri bindiya kaha gai
are bindiya laga ke mai kheto me gai thi
kheto me gai thi khaliyano me gai thi
kheto me giri ke are kheto me giri ke
patwari se lipat gai
na janu ram meri bindiya kaha gai
na janu ram meri bindiya kaha gai
are bindiya laga ke mai to thane me gai thi
thane me rapat likhwane mai gai thi
thane me giri ke thane me giri ke daroga se lipat gai
na janu ram na janu ram meri bindiya kaha gai
na janu ram meri bindiya kaha gai
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Na Jaanu Ram Meri Bindiya Kaha Gayi
Oh, I know not, Ram, where my bindi's gone,
I know not, Ram, where my bindi's flown.
Round and precious, where did it roam?
Wearing my mark, to the bed I went,
Fell on the bed, and with my love was spent.
I know not, Ram, where my bindi's gone,
I know not, Ram, where my bindi's flown.
Wearing my mark, to the gardens I went,
To the gardens I went, where blossoms were sent.
Fell in the gardens, oh, fell in the trees,
Clung to the gardener, carried by breeze.
I know not, Ram, where my bindi's gone,
I know not, Ram, where my bindi's flown.
Wearing my mark, to the fields I did stray,
To the fields I did go, where the harvests hold sway.
Fell in the fields, oh, fell in the grain,
Clung to the scribe, in sun and in rain.
I know not, Ram, where my bindi's gone,
I know not, Ram, where my bindi's flown.
Wearing my mark, to the station I went,
To file a report, my sorrow to vent.
Fell at the station, oh, fell on the floor,
Clung to the officer, and asked for more.
I know not, Ram, I know not, Ram, where my bindi's gone,
I know not, Ram, where my bindi's flown.
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
