In our cloud-filled land, with pristine blue skies; the highest aspects of life, lies within her eyes. She dances with grace & joy, most delightfully; all that is best in us, shines in her most brightly.
A sweet winsome smile, & the prettiest face; a sincere loving heart, we can never replace. We love you most truly, and we always will; you occupy a space, no one else can ever fill.
Precious Devi, dressed in red & black; there is nothing in grace, that you lack. Your smile is heavenly, dance is divine; please say, O Devi, that you'll be mine.
You are our golden sunshine, that make our lives so bright. You are our friend and teacher, you are our guiding-light. You never would forsake us, you would never let us drown. You are our precious devi, to you we all bow down. Jai ho!
Independence Day comes but once a year; O Devi - ji, how I wish you were near. I will hug you, dearest, with all my might; and crown you, the Queen of Delight.
0. As I walked at the break of day; an early April morning. I overtook the queen of May; just as the sun was rising. Her garment was red and bright; her face, it shone like silver. She smiled with great delight; with her hair on her shoulder. 1. O precious Devi, I said gleefully; how old are you my dear? She answered me most cheerfully, I will be 20 come next year. I went down to her Papa's lane; the moon was shining clearly. I sang beneath her window pane; "Your Ramu loves you dearly." 2. O Devi, won't you marry me; please do not tell me never. For if I cannot marry thee; my heart, it will break forever. O Devi-ji, you're a light in the dark; you embody all that's best. In each of us, is a divine spark; but in you it shineth brightest. .
1.The first time that I saw her, it wasn't hard to see; She was something very special, especially to me.
2.The sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen & pretty as can be; She is something really special, especially to me. 3. I am lucky that I met her, on that very special day; I've got so much to tell her, such words I dare not say. 4.If she’d only look my way, I know that she would see; She is something truly special, especially to me. .
You are a diamond, and a store-house of gold; you possess true beauty, and treasures untold. After God made you, He threw away the mold; you're my goddess, the one that I like to behold.
(Dohā) Koī mānge sonā chāndī, koī dhan dhān re. Mai’ to māngū' prem se, mere devī-jī kī nām re. Some ask for gold & silver, some for wealth in grain. I ask, with love, for my goddess's precious name.
You are the apple of my eye; you are the star in my moonless sky. You always take my breath away; you are the one to whom I pray. You are my sunshine in the night; you are my goddess of delight. Only you can make me whole; for you are the treasure of my soul.
0. There was a youth, a comely lad; who was not yet quite a man. He loved this goldsmith's daughter dear; they all lived in Hindustan. Yet she was coy and wouldn't believe; that he did love her so. No nor at any time would she; any countenance to him doth show. 1. And when his family came to know; his thinking and what kind. They sent him up to fair Delhi (Dilli); to go improve his mind. When he had been three long years; and never his love could see. Many a tear he shed for her; wondering what does she think of me. 2. She pulled off her gown of gold; and put on ghunghat attire. For to fair Delhi she then would go; her true love to enquire. And as she went along the road, the weather being hot and dry; she sat down near a bus stop, and her true love came driving by. 3. She got up with a graceful move; & caught hold of his window pane. "Sau rupees, sau rupees, kind sir," she said, "will ease me of much pain." "Before I give you sau rupees dear, just tell me whether you did know; that goldsmith's daughter of Buxar town." "She is dead, sir - long ago!" 4. "If she be dead then take my car; the title and my wallet also; for I will go to some far country; where no one, me shall know." "O stay, O stay, thou goodly youth; she standeth by thy side (lifting veil). She is here alive, she is not dead; and ready to be thy bride." 5. "O farewell grief and welcome joy, ten thousand times and more; For I have found my true love, whom I thought I would see no more." We thank thee Lord who let us meet, we prostrate at thy lotus feet. We praise thee Lord with all our heart, please never ever let us part. .
A dulhan who is pleasing to the eyes; & has a mind that never engages in lies. True happiness, she will certainly bring; so don't pay attention, to any other thing.
The god of love can scarce be matched; in skill involving shooting with his arrow. My body is not even slightly scratched; & yet she has pierced me to the marrow.
If you were my sweetheart, I'd treasure you every day. with wide-open arms, and lots of tender words to say. I can't imagine meeting, another soul so true & sweet; if you were my dharampatni, my life will be complete.
A Chinese man and his pregnant wife came to visit India - and were so enthralled with the country, that they decided it would be a great idea to get appropriate names for the twins they were expecting. Unfortunately, the twins arrived early - so they hurried to a Bihari Purohit to consult him for names. COUPLE: What shall we call them? PUROHIT: Jo Hua, So Hua. (What was to happen, it happened.)
One night, a Bihari guy and his Bangla friend went to steal silverware from a rich home. The Bihari guy accidentally dropped a cup onto the marble floor & it made a loud noise. HOMEOWNER: Kaun hai? (Who is there?) BIHARI GUY (making sound like cat): Meaow, meaow! Then there was silence as the homeowner thought that it was a cat. Meanwhile, the Bangla friend had also collected some other silverware including a nice silver teapot - but he also accidentally drop it and it made an even bigger noise. HOMEOWNER: Koi hai vahaa'? (Anyone there?) BANGLA FRIEND (shouting in Bhojpuri): Ek aur billi! .
You are our precious sunshine, that makes our lives so bright. You are our friend and teacher, you are our guiding - light. You never would forsake us, you would never let us drown. We salute you as Jagadambe Maa, to you we all bow down.
❤ kya baat hai Virendra bhai
Mast hai bhaiya ji song
Jay ho
Very nice bhai har harMahadev
In our cloud-filled land, with pristine blue skies;
the highest aspects of life, lies within her eyes.
She dances with grace & joy, most delightfully;
all that is best in us, shines in her most brightly.
बेरी नाइस विडियो 👍🏆🏆🏆👍
वाह वाह क्या बात है भाई बहुत सुंदर बहुत अच्छा
बहुत सुन्दर प्रस्तुति........
, मनोरंजन से भरपूर...... गीत
Nice song
Supar hit aap ka song
Wahhh Chauhan Ji
अति सुन्दर प्रस्तुति विरेन्द्र भैय्या जी
आपके पूरी टीम को हार्दिक शुभकामनाएं 👍🏆👍🏆👍
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A sweet winsome smile, & the prettiest face;
a sincere loving heart, we can never replace.
We love you most truly, and we always will;
you occupy a space, no one else can ever fill.
As precious as a diamond, and brilliant like a star.
O dancer, you are the best girl in this world, by far.
.
Bahut hi sundar Virendar bhaiya ji
Mast song
Very nice Kanya ji
पिंटू आपाही ्बहुत सुंदर गीत है भाई
Precious Devi, dressed in red & black;
there is nothing in grace, that you lack.
Your smile is heavenly, dance is divine;
please say, O Devi, that you'll be mine.
Very nice bhai song 😊
Very nice video
You are our golden sunshine, that make our lives so bright.
You are our friend and teacher, you are our guiding-light.
You never would forsake us, you would never let us drown.
You are our precious devi, to you we all bow down. Jai ho!
Ha ha ha kya baat hai
Independence Day comes but once a year;
O Devi - ji, how I wish you were near.
I will hug you, dearest, with all my might;
and crown you, the Queen of Delight.
Sundat
Good
सुपर हिट 🙏🙏🙏
New..Bhoj.puri..Bidesiya Geet.
0. As I walked at the break of day; an early April morning.
I overtook the queen of May; just as the sun was rising.
Her garment was red and bright; her face, it shone like silver.
She smiled with great delight; with her hair on her shoulder.
1. O precious Devi, I said gleefully; how old are you my dear?
She answered me most cheerfully, I will be 20 come next year.
I went down to her Papa's lane; the moon was shining clearly.
I sang beneath her window pane; "Your Ramu loves you dearly."
2. O Devi, won't you marry me; please do not tell me never.
For if I cannot marry thee; my heart, it will break forever.
O Devi-ji, you're a light in the dark; you embody all that's best.
In each of us, is a divine spark; but in you it shineth brightest.
.
Super. Sang
1.The first time that I saw her, it wasn't hard to see;
She was something very special, especially to me.
2.The sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen & pretty as can be;
She is something really special, especially to me.
3. I am lucky that I met her, on that very special day;
I've got so much to tell her, such words I dare not say.
4.If she’d only look my way, I know that she would see;
She is something truly special, especially to me.
.
Very nice song 👌👌
सुपर है मेरे भैया लेकिन देवर कोई एक्टिंग नहीं किया
Nice singing
O goddess, most precious & sweet;
I bow to your loving lotus feet.
Mai' aapko shat shat pranaam karo;
mere dil ko apne pyaar se bharo.
Naya koi nikalo bhai aur bhejo very nice song ❤
Pa
@@AmarnathJaiswar-nm6py❤😂
You are a diamond, and a store-house of gold;
you possess true beauty, and treasures untold.
After God made you, He threw away the mold;
you're my goddess, the one that I like to behold.
(Dohā) Koī mānge sonā chāndī, koī dhan dhān re.
Mai’ to māngū' prem se, mere devī-jī kī nām re.
Some ask for gold & silver, some for wealth in grain.
I ask, with love, for my goddess's precious name.
You are the apple of my eye; you are the star in my moonless sky.
You always take my breath away; you are the one to whom I pray.
You are my sunshine in the night; you are my goddess of delight.
Only you can make me whole; for you are the treasure of my soul.
Bahut sundar Videshiya geet ki shandar prastuti hai sir 👌👍
Super 👌 bhaiya bahut hi jabardast song
0. There was a youth, a comely lad; who was not yet quite a man.
He loved this goldsmith's daughter dear; they all lived in Hindustan.
Yet she was coy and wouldn't believe; that he did love her so.
No nor at any time would she; any countenance to him doth show.
1. And when his family came to know; his thinking and what kind.
They sent him up to fair Delhi (Dilli); to go improve his mind.
When he had been three long years; and never his love could see.
Many a tear he shed for her; wondering what does she think of me.
2. She pulled off her gown of gold; and put on ghunghat attire.
For to fair Delhi she then would go; her true love to enquire.
And as she went along the road, the weather being hot and dry;
she sat down near a bus stop, and her true love came driving by.
3. She got up with a graceful move; & caught hold of his window pane.
"Sau rupees, sau rupees, kind sir," she said, "will ease me of much pain."
"Before I give you sau rupees dear, just tell me whether you did know;
that goldsmith's daughter of Buxar town." "She is dead, sir - long ago!"
4. "If she be dead then take my car; the title and my wallet also;
for I will go to some far country; where no one, me shall know."
"O stay, O stay, thou goodly youth; she standeth by thy side (lifting veil).
She is here alive, she is not dead; and ready to be thy bride."
5. "O farewell grief and welcome joy, ten thousand times and more;
For I have found my true love, whom I thought I would see no more."
We thank thee Lord who let us meet, we prostrate at thy lotus feet.
We praise thee Lord with all our heart, please never ever let us part.
.
Her hair is black, her eyes are blue;
her arms are fair, my words are few.
I wish in my heart, I was with you;
so all my dreams, can then come true.
Precious goddess, in red and blue;
you are so loving, kind and true.
Smile is heavenly, dance is divine;
please say that, you will be mine.
A dulhan who is pleasing to the eyes;
& has a mind that never engages in lies.
True happiness, she will certainly bring;
so don't pay attention, to any other thing.
I wish I had ₹ 1 trillion, for that's what you mean to me.
I will keep just ₹ 1 million, & then give the rest to thee.
.
👌👌👌👌
The god of love can scarce be matched;
in skill involving shooting with his arrow.
My body is not even slightly scratched;
& yet she has pierced me to the marrow.
If you were my sweetheart, I'd treasure you every day.
with wide-open arms, and lots of tender words to say.
I can't imagine meeting, another soul so true & sweet;
if you were my dharampatni, my life will be complete.
A Chinese man and his pregnant wife came to visit India - and were so enthralled with the country,
that they decided it would be a great idea to get appropriate names for the twins they were expecting.
Unfortunately, the twins arrived early - so they hurried to a Bihari Purohit to consult him for names.
COUPLE: What shall we call them? PUROHIT: Jo Hua, So Hua. (What was to happen, it happened.)
Jaruri hai ji
One night, a Bihari guy and his Bangla friend went to steal silverware from a rich home.
The Bihari guy accidentally dropped a cup onto the marble floor & it made a loud noise.
HOMEOWNER: Kaun hai? (Who is there?) BIHARI GUY (making sound like cat): Meaow, meaow!
Then there was silence as the homeowner thought that it was a cat.
Meanwhile, the Bangla friend had also collected some other silverware including a
nice silver teapot - but he also accidentally drop it and it made an even bigger noise.
HOMEOWNER: Koi hai vahaa'? (Anyone there?) BANGLA FRIEND (shouting in Bhojpuri): Ek aur billi!
.
Aap ke nirgun ka jabab nhi
❤❤❤❤❤❤🎉🎉🎉🎉😮😮
Bahut sundar songh
You are our precious sunshine, that makes our lives so bright.
You are our friend and teacher, you are our guiding - light.
You never would forsake us, you would never let us drown.
We salute you as Jagadambe Maa, to you we all bow down.
Nice song