Sounds Of Punjab

Dono hath jodan ve haare na jayin pati ji 

I fold both of my hands, please don't go my dear husband

Dono hath jodan ve

I fold both of my hands

Dogri rul ke mar ju, teriyan lodan ve

Your wife will die, you are much needed

Larhna nahi naal Morh de (x2)

Let's not fight with Morh

Tainu main modan ve

I'm turning you away

Kardi haan minnat pati ji

I beg of you my dear husband

Raatin tan mainu pati ji supna ik aya si

Last night, my dear husband, I had a dream

Jeone ne jaan tusan nu maar mukaya si

Jeona had finished you off and killed you

Darr ke main uth khloti (x2)

I got up in fear

Dil kabraya si, kardi haan minnat pati ji

My heart was sinking, I beg of you my dear husband

Meri tan aje jawani than-than hai maardi

My youth and beauty is still glowing and vibrant

Bhukhi hai ehe pati ji tere ve pyaar di

It's craving for your love, my husband

Aapan ki larh ke laina mann lai gall naar di

What are we going to get from fighting, listen to your woman

Kardi haan minnat pati ji

I beg of you my dear husband

Jodan hath tere agge manni ik saiyan ve

I fold my hands listen to me for once my dear

Pairan vich chunni dhar ke paundi duhaayian ve

I lay my head garment under your feet and cry out loud

Ehda ki jau nang da paa judaayian ve, kardi haan minnat pati ji

What will this loser lose, he'll leave on his own, I beg of you my dear husband

Dogar sun lalkara morh da kholi ghodi keelion ja

Dogar takes his rifle off of the nails (on the wall) after hearing Morh's roar

(Ghodi can also mean "horse" in Punjabi and it can also refer to a gun depending on the context it's used in)

Ohne raffal pathani chak ke, leyan pattan modhe vich pa

Carrying the Pathani rifle, he wears the belt of bullets

Gin ke bhar liyan teran (13) goliyan, kenda kardu sab fanaa

He counts and loads 13 bullets, he says he'll destroy everything

Ohde mooh te laali chagar di, akhin khoon geya si aa

Redness dances on his face, his blood rushes into his eyes

Jatt nu pajjeya dinda jaan nahi, ajj deuge alakh muka

He won't let him run away, today he will wipe out his existence

Jattiyan band kardu jatt jamno, deu agg Morhan nu laa

Jattiyan won't give birth to Jatts, he will burn down the village of Morh

(Jatt is a caste prominent in Punjab, Jattiyan refers to females of the Jatt caste and Jatts refer to the males)

Giddar chal ke aape sher de, Geya kurne murhe aa

The donkey himself has come to the corner of the lion

Ehda dher chon daana mukeya, ehnu rahi aa maut bulaa

Grain from his pile are finished, his death is calling for him

Mainu foke dabke maar ke, jatt sakda nahi daraa

By blatantly shouting at me, he can't scare me

Mainu dhudh chugaya sherni, jedi kende buri bala

A lioness had breastfeed me, she's called a great curse

Ahmed pair rakaa vich dhar leya, murhe gayi Dogri aa

Ahmed (Dogar) sets foot in the courtyard, out comes his wife 

Farh ke daang Dogar te hath chon, naddi rahi aa tarle paa

Taking the weapon from Dogar's hand, the woman makes a plea

 Song: Ghodi Jeone Morh Di (Song 2 from Side A)
Singer: Surinder Shinda
Album: Jeona Morh - Opera (Vinyl LP, 1981)
Music: Charanjeet Ahuja
Lyrics: Dev Tharike Wala