Badan Juda Hote Song Lyrics and Translation
From the movie – Koyla
badan jura hote hain dil to jura nahin hote
Our bodies are separated but our hearts are not.
kaise jura karenge log khuda nahin hote
How can we be joined? People are not God.
pyaar ke aage parvat kya hai
What’s a mountain, in the presence of love?
ambar bhi jhukta hai pyaar nahin rukta hai…
Even the sky bows; love can’t be stopped.
pyaar ke aage parbat kya hai
In the face of love, what’s a mountain?
ambar bhi jhukta hai pyaar nahin rukta hai…
Even the sky bows; love can’t be stopped…
pyaar nahin rukta hai
Love can’t be stopped.
pyaar masiha sabse bara hai
Love is the greatest source of hope;
laakh dava ki ek dava hai
in a thousant cures, it’s the only one.
puuri hokar hi rahati hai…
Once it takes effect, it remains…
pahunche khuda tak yeh voh duwa hai
This is a prayer that reaches all the way to God.
badan jura hote hain dil to jura nahin hote
Our bodies are separated but our hearts are not.
kaise jura karenge log khuda nahin hote
How can we be joined? People are not God.
pyaar ke aage parvat kya hai
What’s a mountain, in the presence of love?
ambar bhi jhukta hai pyaar nahin rukta hai…
Even the sky bows; love can’t be stopped…
pyaar nahin rukta hai
Love can’t be stopped.
rahe pawan jagah pe bhi
Even if the wind stops somewhere,
yeh pyaar to pawan nahin rahata hai
this love is a breeze that never pauses.
kicharwaale ganga jal ko…
To the muddy waters of the Ganges…
jag ganga-jal hi kahata hai
it says, “Wake, water of the Ganges.”
badan jura hote hain dil to jura nahin hote
Our bodies are separated but our hearts are not.
kaise jura karenge log khuda nahin hote
How can we be joined? People are not God.
pyaar ke aage parvat kya hai
What’s a mountain, in the presence of love?
ambar bhi jhukta hai pyaar nahin rukta hai…
Even the sky bows; love can’t be stopped…
pyaar nahin rukta hai…
Love can’t be stopped.
About the movie – Koyla
A village girl agrees to a marriage to a king she has never met after he sends her a photograph of himself. But the man in the photograph is not the king but his most loyal slave, the handsome but mute Shankar.