RUT SAWAN KI - Dapu Khan ║ BackPack Studio™ (Season 1) ║ Indian Folk Music - Rajasthan

This song describes the feelings of the residents of the Thar Desert on a rainy day. It clearly indicates how rare rain is in these regions, which is why nobody takes these events for granted and instead sees the rain as a blessing from the gods. Contact Us - Call/WhatsApp - 9971444880 Email - [email protected] Website - www.anahad.ngo Song Credits - Lead Vocals & Kamaicha - Late Dapu Khan Dholak - Jassu Khan Khartaal - Riddu Khan, Kailash Khan Lyrics - Sawan aayo baalma aabhe mein chamke beej (Monsoon is here, and lightning has struck the sky) Unn din piyo ghare baso aaj hariyaali teej (These days, love, stay at home, Teej is also around the corner) Gadh dilli gadh Agaro gadhsa Bikaner (Forts are in Delhi, in Agra, in Bikaner) Bhalo badayo bhaatiya sire Jaisalmer (Bhati made the most beautiful fort in Jaisalmer) Hardd khedu naa kotdo bhaagaa barmer (To plough fields, Barmer is the place) Ghaat surangi goriyaan gehdo Jaisalmer (Jaisalmer is as beautiful as the beautiful pieces of jewellery women have) Moriyaan tu kurlviyo moruda ho (The peacock is making sounds, oh! peacock!) Moriyaan tu kurviyo maanghal galti ra ber (Peacock is making sounds with the night passing by) Ka tana bildi jampiyo ka baage tado bairaag (What is going on with you? Why are you up alone?) Ae magra ro moriyo moriyo (Hey peacock from the mountains) Ae magra ro moriyo taalar chund chugat (This peacock from the mountain eats in the field) Rutt aayi naa bole jade hindwa foot marant (When the monsoon season comes, my heart begins to ache) Hooo..bol papaiya piya piya piya rut sawan ri (The peacock is calling out my beloved during the monsoon) Hey ae rut aawe pi sawan ri (The peacock is calling out my beloved during the monsoon) Baalam mahra shivji mahra ho rimjhim barse megh (My beloved, my lord Shiva, it’s raining) Piya gaye pardesh mo ji ho piya gaye (My beloved has gone to a foreign land) Pardesh mo ji kaagad likhi mora jiya (My beloved has gone to a foreign land, writing letters to me) Bol papaiya meetho piya piya piya (The peacock is also calling out my beloved) Rut sawan ri (Waves of monsoons) Ae rut aai pi sawan ri (Waves of monsoons are here) Mor papaiya van mo meetha ji bole (The peacock is calling out my beloved during the monsoon) Mor papaiya van mo meetha ji bole (The peacock is calling out sweetly for you, my beloved) Koyal gaave piya mohe balma mahre, sajna mahre rimjhim barse megh (The peacock is singing, my beloved, and it’s raining) Piya ji ho piya mahre (Oh my beloved) Pardesh mo ji ho piya base (My beloved is settled in a foreign land) Pardesh mo ji ho ludarve ra jiya (You are sitting in a foreign land, and I am here at Ludarve) Ho bol papaiya meetho piya piya piya rut sawan ki (The peacock is calling out my beloved during the monsoon) Rut aai sawan ki (Waves of monsoons are here) Baalam mahra shivji mahra, rimjhim barse megh (My beloved, my lord Shiva, it’s raining) Sajna mahre rimjhim barse megh (My beloved, it’s raining) Sawan aayo balma teej bhi aayo piya base ba pardesh (Monsoon is here and also the Teej, but my beloved, you are still not here) Sajna mahre balma mahre ho sawan barse re ho (My beloved, it is raining) Sajan mahre rimjhim marse megh (My beloved, it is raining) ©Anahad Foundation