Sounds Of Punjab

Song: Love Like This

Singer: Diljit Dosanjh, Simar

Producer: Thiara Jatt

Tere nakhre jawani wale bhaare sohniye

Piche laye laye kayi kavare sohniye

You are a high maintenance girl

You have so many boys coming after you

Vaare vaare jaavan tere hasseyan ton

Jaave bacheya na nainan wale jhakkeyan ton

I can die for your laughter

Can't keep away from your the glimpse of your eyes

Saukha hath na farhave pari laareyan di

Jiddi akhan nu na lorh mascarean di

Jaan kadd li tu kudiye vichareyan di

Asi bina gallon aiven nahiyo dil hariye

Won't easily come into hand, she's a fairy of excuses

Her eyes do not need any mascara

You are killing so many poor guys

Our heart isn't falling for you without a reason

Kariye vi das hun ki kariye

Tere ishq ch tarriye ja dubb mariye

What can be done, tell me what can be done

Should we swim in your love or drown in it

Oh ladhiye vi das kidde naal ladhiye

Saade doha vichkar teri chup khadi e

Who should we fight this with

Your silence is standing in our way

Kariye vi das hun ki kariye

Tere ishq ch tarriye ja dubb mariye

Pariye ni das hun ki kariye

What can be done, tell me what can be done

Should we swim in your love or drown in it

You fantasy girl, tell me what can be done

Mohabbatan de vich kuch pallan hundian

Paani'aa de vich jive chhalla hundian

Moments of love are few and shortlived

Like the way the waves of water are

Akhan diya namzan samjh sohneya

Kudiyan ton bolke na gallan hundian

Understand the ways my eyes are moving

Girls can't express themselves through words

Ho inj lagge dine koi khawab ayi janda e

Sohni laggi jaani e swaad aayi janda e

It feels as if I am dreaming in the day

I find you so beautiful and I am delighted

Gall karni ae tere nakk aale koke naal

Raula teri thoddi aala til payi janda e

I want to talk to your nosepin

The mole on your chin is being too loud

Mathe utton zulfan hataun da ki layengi

Tere ho jaiye saddi bann ke tu rahengi

Assi kade aakhiye je kalli kitte mil

Tu mainu das kitte na ta nahi kahengi

What will you take to move the hair off of your forehead

We will become yours, you will be ours

If we ever ask you to meet us alone

Tell me will you ever say no

Haan kar dil tere naa kariye

Hikk naal la ke rakha phul jhhadiye

Say yes and I will name my heart to you

Will keep you close to my chest, my sparkler

[Hook]

Song - KUFAR

Artists: Diljit Dosanjh, Raj Ranjodh and MIX SINGH

Heere kufar karen, akh na khade

Body sangmarmar pahunch ton parhe
Girl, you’re committing blasphemy; no one can take their eyes off you.
Your body is like marble, beyond reach.

Kahda kadde vair, kare dil na' play
Tattoo tere lakk te, tu kardi slay
Why the animosity? You’re playing with people’s hearts
That tattoo on your waist—you absolutely slay

Sappni jehi tor vekh chadhdi aa lor
15 halaak karen nitt da score
Watching your snake-like walk gives me a rush
You attack 15 guys every day—that’s your daily score

Hair nu flick karen, munde thode sick karen
Ikk na tu pick karen, nakhra crore
You flick your hair and drive the guys crazy.
You don’t choose even one of them; your attitude is worth a crore.

Heere, kufar karen
Heere, kufar karen
Girl, you’re committing blasphemy.
Girl, you’re committing blasphemy.

Heere, kufar karen
Heere, kufar karen
Girl, you’re committing blasphemy.
Girl, you’re committing blasphemy.

Yoga kardi-kardi tu
Murhka-murhka ho gayi ni
While doing yoga,
you’ve become all sweaty and glistening.

Kudi Picasso paint kari
Munde di nabz khlo gayi ni
Girl, you look like a Picasso painting.
You’ve practically made the guy’s heartbeat stop.

Oh, labhan tur pai dil da jaani
Saari duniya kho gayi ni
He’s gone searching for the beloved of his heart.
He’s completely lost sight of the rest of the world.

Rabb di ae soh, tor da flow
Vekh tainu mar jaande Peru de Pharaoh
I swear to God, the flow of your walk is something else.
Even the Pharaohs of Peru would die just looking at you.

Kashmir vargi tu, akh ch glow
Nasha tera daaru wangu karda grow
You’re like Kashmir, with a beautiful glow in your eyes.
Your intoxicating effect grows just like alcohol.

Ain na kufar karo
Ain na kufar karo
Don’t commit such blasphemy.
Don’t commit such blasphemy.

Ain na kufar karo
Ain na kufar karo
Don’t commit such blasphemy.
Don’t commit such blasphemy.

Sohni, main marna chahuna tere nainan de vich takk ke ni
Jannat de darwaze, kuriye, tere agge kakh de ni
Beautiful girl, I could die just staring into your eyes.
Girl, even the gates of heaven are nothing compared to you.

Aah vi laija, oh vi laija, kaddh lai saade saah, kuriye
Dass ni kehri shai chahidi, sab kujh tere naa, kuriye
Take this too, take that too—you could even take my breath away.
Tell me what you want; everything is yours, girl.

Kade ni tu satt te kade saada chain
Ni, Raj saare dilan de saade ko luke rehn
Sometimes you hurt us, and sometimes you steal our peace.
All these hearts stay hidden with us, Raj says.

Kehndi aan, main busy yaan kardi play
Ni, gall kar pakki-pakki, meri aan tu say
You say, “I’m busy,” or are you just playing games?
Be straight with me—say, “You’re mine.”

Heere, kufar karen
Heere, kufar karen
Girl, you’re committing blasphemy.
Girl, you’re committing blasphemy.

Heere, kufar karen
Heere, kufar karen
Girl, you’re committing blasphemy.
Girl, you’re committing blasphemy.

Song - Case

Singer - Diljit Dosanjh

Lyrics by Raj Ranjodh

Music by Intense

Ho agg laaiya tyre’an nu

Ni aunda aunda nappi ni

Chopperan nu na yaar theaunda

Police bhaldi thakki ni

The tires are breathing fire, here he comes speeding

Choppers can't get a hold of your guy, the police is tired of searching for him

Teri photo dashboard te

Tu mere layi lucky ni

Milan aauga baaghi jatt ni

Gate khol ke rakhi ni

Got your photo on the dashboard [of the car]

You are lucky for me

This notorious Jatt will come to see you, keep the gate open

Ho gaddi wich bass chalda bass chalda

Munda full pace chalda pace chalda

Bass is blasting in the car, the boy runs in full pace

HOOK:

Jeb vicho feem labhi aa feem labhi aa

Mitran te case chalda case chalda

Opium was found from my pocket

A case is running on us now

Ki tu kudiye super model

6 foot kaule kad kude

Tainu jo approach karuga

Dheyo vichalo wadh kude

Girl are you a supermodel

With a height of close to 6 feet

I'll tear apart anyone who approaches you

Akh rakhi aa top notch te

Mediocre chhad kude

Je koyi tainu vehm tan dass de

Jatt deyuga kadh kude

Got my eyes on the top notch

Forget about mediocre things

If you got any doubts then let me know

Jatt will remove them 

Udd’de aa waal tere ni jo bass chalda

Your hair is flying as if bass is blasting

Ni mitran te case chalda case chalda

Mitran te case chalda case chalda

Case is running on us (x2)

Hundi charcha BBC te

Gadar tere pind thaale di

Chamble da si jehda jatt ne

Sirri nappi mere saale di

BBC is spreading news about the revolt uprising in your village

Smashed the head of the guy who was acting out too much

Tere piche vajjdi gehdi

Fikar na kar ni paale di

Shiv naal pakki yaari paigi

Peshi shehar batale di

I'm making trips after you

Don't worry too much girl

Got a good relationship with Shiv now (reference to Shiv Kumar Batalvi)

My court date is in the city of Batala

Judge vi sunau faisla ni Raj val da ni

The judge will announce his verdict for Raj's side

[Hook]

Song - Lalkaara

Singer - Diljit Dosanjh

Featuring rap by Sultaan

Taken from album "Ghost" (2023)

Music by Intense, Lyrics by Raj Ranjodh

Saheli poori lean mile rajj ke shokeen mile

Bhave thodi mean mile fir kam set aa

Have a lean girlfriend who is very beautiful, even if she's a little mean then everything is set

Landi ek jeep kali hove ne speed 40

Beat Intense wali fer kam set ah

Should have a Jeep with a removable top, cruising at speed 40, with Intense's beat on, then everything is set

[Diljit]

Adhiye nu dabb chon kaddeya

Thekyo le khara ni

Jeep di hood ton jatt ne, mareya lalkaara ni

Jeep di hood ton jatt ne

Took out booze from the compartment

Bought it from the shop

From the hood of the Jeep

The jatt yells out a challenge [to his enemies]

Gal sun

Mithe mithe gaane na suna

Chakmi beat laade vairi nu bula

Hey listen, don't play some soft and sweet songs, play something hard and call my opps over

Naal aa naal aa ni jatt de bhra

Karde, karde ni dauleyan di chhaan

With me, with me are my brothers, who give me shade with their muscles

[Diljit]

Ho khadja ja ni khadja jatt de, moohro na langhi ni

Kach warga lakk tadak ju gabru aa jangi ni

Wait up, girl wait up, don't walk in front of the jatt

Hips might break like glass, this guy is a fighter

Ho jakhad aa aunda munda karle tu vaara ni

This guy is coming like a storm, better hide now

Jeep di hood to jatt ne, maareya lalkaara ni

Jeep di hood to jatt ne

From the hood of the Jeep

The jatt yells out a challenge [to his enemies]

Zor, zor, zor daula muscle pure

Aiven kari na koi chaud ke dimaag set ni

Strength, strength, strength these muscles are pure

Kepe your brain check, don't act too tough

Mar jega kar tu vibe check ve

Vaja lafda te kann karu sa, sa, sa

You'll die trying to check my vibe

Hit you once on your ear and your ears will be popping

Pind ch khadak sunu thha, thha, thha

Firings will echo in the village all over

Fer jodega tu hath, lattan chak javega

100 meter ni bhajna te thak javega

Then you'll join your hands, begging for forgiveness, your legs will let go

Won't even be able to run for 100 meters and your legs will give up

[Diljit]

Addi ah bs yaar tere di, madasa kas leya ni

Sochi na thanda pai geya, thoda je hass leya ni

Your guy is stubborn, I am prepared

Don't think I've cooled down just because I'm laughing a little now

Kehnde Dosanjha wala, jihde ghar vass leya ni

Geet teri tor ne sutteya Raj ne chakleya ni

They say wherever Dosanjh goes

Your gait dropped a song and Raj grabbed it

Yaar ni charju sir nu, charda jiven paara ni

This guy will grab your head, like a hangover does

Jeep di hood ton jatt ne, maareya lalkara ni

Jeep di hood ton jatt ne

From the hood of the Jeep

The jatt yells out a challenge [to his enemies]

Song - Kinni Kinni

Singer - Diljit Dosanjh

Taken from album "Ghost" (2023)

Music by Thiarajxtt, Lyrics by Raj Ranjodh

Ni rang tera time jiven noon da, Mukhda e ghar ni sakoon da, Tattoo gutt sun da te moon da, Tu hot jiven pehlan din June da

Your color is similar to the color of noon, Your face is a symbol for peace, You have a tattoo of a sun and a moon on your wrist, You're hot like the first day of June

Mere vall ture o slowly, Dil mera beat kare hauli, Nazar jhuka ke jadon boli, Tu supna te akh nahi main kholi

She walks towards me slowly, My heart beats slowly, When she talked to me with her eyes down, it felt like a dream and I didn't want to open my eyes

Oh mere naal nachdi rahi, Oh bullian ch hasdi rahi, Si ohne mera naa puccheya, Te apna vi dasdi rahi

She was dancing with me, she was laughing gracefully, She asked for my name and told hers too

Hook: Oh kudi sachi kinni kinni sohni sohni, kinni kinni, Jagdi rakaan chan jinni jinni, Jachdi dress ohde mini mini, mini mini

That girl is so, so, pretty, pretty, She glows like the moon, A mini dress looks good on her

Chari nashe de wangu chari chari, Bottal tequile di oh bhari bhari, Dull na jaye si menu worry worry, worry worry

She got me intoxicated like booze, She's like a full bottle of tequila, I'm worried she doesn't spill over

Karin main tere naal pyaar di gall e, Sachi ni mere vason baar di gall e, Akh teri neeli neeli, Sohniye samundran ton paar di gall e

I'm talking to you about love, Something that's truly out of my control, Your eyes blue, blue, They're beyond the waters of the ocean

O nakk vich diamond piece, Kude kaun karuga teri rees, Jadon kadde tu menu mildi nahi seene vichon nikaldi chees

You have a diamond piece on your nose, Girl who can compete with you, When I don't see you sometimes my heart aches

[Hook]

Pairan vich mehndi e mehndi, Tikk ke nahi behndi, Peg wangu chari te mud ke nahi lendi, Pass menu kardi smilean marjaniye kudi aa barood jehi agg naal khendi

There's henna on your feet, You don't sit still, You've hit me like a shot that won't wear off, You're passing me smiles, You're a girl like gunpowder that's playing with fire

O nakk vich koka ni karda dhokha, Ni leh gayi dil kadh ke Dosanjhan aala aukha, Raj nu tu lagdi free sone ton khari, Rang chareya e naar te anokha

Your nosepin in your nose is playing games with me, It's stolen my heart and now Dosanjh is having a hard time, Raj thinks you're free and more pure than gold, An interesting color glows on you

[Hook]

Song - Chauffeur

Singers - Diljit, Tory Lanez

Music - Ikky (Ikwinder Singh)

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]

Pourin’ out Houston Texas

I’m like fuck my exes

Talm’ I disconnect us

I got brand new bitches

Then got head for breakfast

Got a shot for any pussy boy that disrespect us

No it don’t matter to me

When I got that lighter on me

I pull up in the back of the V

You know I keep shooters around me so none of these niggas gon’ chat about me

10 in the 4, 4 in the 10, I’m pulling up icy

Rolling around in a McLaren and the gun is right over the white tee

Know that she like me

I know that I’m pricey

She know that I roll with them niggas that’s down to go roll with the ah ah

Kill I nigga on a track then I come back in the same outfit

Got my dream girl in dream car, it ain't even come out yet

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]

Pourin up the dirty in the sodas (Sodas)

Sitting in the back with the Chauffeur (Chauffeur)

Choppa cut a nigga like a lowcut

Don’t make a nigga pull up put it on ya

Pourin up the dirty in the sodas (Aye)

Sitting in the back with the Chauffeur (Aye)

Choppa cut a nigga like a lowcut (Aye)

Don’t make a nigga pull up put it on ya

[Verse 2: Diljit Dosanjh]

Pourin up the dirty in the sodas (Aye)

Sitting in the back with the Chauffeur (Aye)

Choppa cut a nigga like a lowcut (Aye)

Don’t make a nigga pull up put it on ya

[Verse 3: Diljit Dosanjh]

Tikhi rakhiye kara ke billo mekh wangu mucch, hundi khoon rangi akh kede rate na tu pucch

I keep my moustache as sharp as a nail, don't ask at what rate does it take for my eyes to turn red

Sir babe di bless, poori taur tappa yes, Sir babe di bless, chitta kurta dress

I'm blessed by God, my swagger is lit yes, I'm blessed by God, white shirts are my dress

Pourin up the dirty in the sodas (Aye)

Sitting in the back with the Chauffeur (Aye)

Choppa cut a nigga like a lowcut (Aye)

Don’t make a nigga pull up put it on ya