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Birth Songs from Rajasthan Workshop

Hari Hari Mirch

Hari hari mircha mangwao ji
Piya mera man hari hari mircha par
Haton se thorigi mircha mai nahi khaun
Sonare chitiye turwao
Ji piya mera man hari hari mircha par

Dekchi main chukeri main nahi khau
Hatheli main chamko lagwao
Ji piya mera man hari hari mircha par

Boliye main thorigi main nahi khaun
Choti choti pallu main turwayo
Ji piya mero man hari hari mircha par

Green chillies

Get for me green, green chillies
Dear husband, I have a desire for green, green chilies
I will not have chillies plucked by hand,
Get them plucked with golden tongs
Dear husband, I have a desire for green, green chillies

I will not have the ones seasoned in dekchi
Get them seasoned by your own hands
Dear husband, I have a desire for green, green chilies
I will not have chillies plucked in the shade
Get tiny chillies plucked, and gather in the pallu
Dear husband, I have desire for green, green chillies

Mahro Teen Din Ko Gigalo

Mahro teen din ro gigalo
Bo daure daure dada ke jaye
Gigo loti re
Huko liyo khos
Chilam di phor
Gigo loti re

Mero sano hua to samjhau
Balak na samjhe
Gigo loti re
Mahro teen din ro holariyo
Bo daure dadi ji ka jaye
Gigo loti re

Dadi ji chilori di phor
Matki le khos
Gigo loti re
Mero sano hua to samjhau
Balak na samjhe ra
Gigo loti re
Mero sano hua to samjhau
Balak na samjhe
Gogi loti re

Three day-old boychild

My three day old Gigo (boychild)
Runs to his grandfather.

Gigo is playing
He snatches the hukka (waterpipe).
He breaks the chilam (an earthen funnel in the hukka in which burnt ash is kept) Gigo is playing.

If he was grown up then I could make him understand
Baby cannot understand
Gigo is playing
My three day old holariyo (boychild)
Runs to his dadi
Gigo is playing

He snatches the matki (pot)
He breaks dadi's pot of ghee
Gigo is playing
If he was grown up then I could make him understand
Baby cannot understand
Gigo is playing.

Gigla (Song about children)

Giga angan main gindi khele
Chauk main footbal khele
Pani bharne jaun to giga yun kahe
Mahane godi le lo
Giga angane main gindi khele hai
Chaunk main footbal khele hain
Roti pouen to giga yun kavah maine godi le lo
Chakle ki aisi maru maar
Giga rowat dole

Mahala jaun to giga yun kavah
Mahine godi le lo
Takiye ki aisi maru maar
Gigo rowat dole

Giga plays with a ball in the courtyard,
Plays football in the compound
When I go to fill water then Gigo says
Take me on your lap

Giga plays with a ball in the courtyard
Plays football in the compound
When I make roti then he says
Take me on your lap
I hit him hard with the chakla (wooden plate on which roti is made)
Gigo sheds tears

When I go to the palace then Gigo says
Take me on your lap
Then I hit him hard with the pillow
Gigo sheds tears.

Gigala

Gigalo ke dado ji disawar chalya
Mahare gige tani laya re churi ko bajo
Aliya bajay giga galiya bajay
Chanaj Chauk main bajawe churi ke bajo
Gig ko dado ji disawar chalya
Mahare gige tani laya re churi ko bajo
Aliya bajay giga galiya bajay
Rang mahal main bajay re churi ko bajo

Child's grandfather had gone to the bazar.
For my child he brought a baja (musical instrument) made of bangles
He plays the baja here, he plays the baja on the streets
Plays the baja at the crossroads, the baja made of bangles

Child's grandfather had gone to the bazar.
For my child he brought a baja of bangles
He plays the baja here, he plays the baja on the streets
He plays the baja in the Rang mahal (palace of colour), the baja of bangles

Peela (Birth songs about the yellow chunni)

Dilli sahar su sayeba poth manga de
Jacha na peelo bait ka ranga do
Alla to palla sahambakaur jarwade
Beech chandi ko chand chipa de

Pilo to orhr mahri jacha
Paat par baithi
Sasu to Nanad to mukhra moriyo
Kaun mahari Saas Nanadon mukhro moriyo
Peelo to layo meri ma ko jayo
Peelo to orhr sarwar chali
Puro to sahar sarayo
Manmariya peelo baith rangate
Peelo to orhr mahalan par gayi kauch najaran re najar lag gayi
Dilli shahar su sayab vaid bulao
Jacha magar diko do

Sardi na lagi jacha
Garmi na lagi
Thari to nari tenar ga re
Tu to vaid ka beta baro badmas

Saheb! (respectful term for husband)
Get me a poth (yellow scarf worn at celebrations like birth and marriage) from Delhi city
Get jacha a peelo
On jachas peelo you get motifs embroidered.
Get a whole story embroidered on it
In the middle of it put a silver moon

Our jacha wears this peelo
Sits on the stool
Sasu and Nanad turn their faces (with jealousy)
Why are my Saas and my Nanad turning their faces?
This Peelo was brought by my mother-in-law's son


I wear peelo and go to the pond
The whole town praises my peelo
My dear husband sat and got my peelo colored

I wear the peelo and go to the palace
And I get somebody' nazar

Saheb!
Call a vaid (Ayurvedic doctor) from Delhi city
Show the jacha and cast off the nazar
Vaid: You are not cold, nor are you hot
Your pulse is fine

Jacha: Son of Vaid, you are a big badmash (scoundrel)

Ajwain

Wife: Mahara sela maru naukari shichavo
Ajwain mahane kun lasi ho raaj
Husband: Ajwain mahara bhai ji lasi
Mola si ho raaj
Wife:The mahara sehala maru naukari shicha va
Ajwain mahana kun jama si ho raaj

Husband:Ho raaj ajwain mahara mataji jamasi
Wife:Ho raaj thari re mataji ka kya bharosa
Jamawata, khidansi, gori dhanro jiv nahi
Patij sho raaj
Husband:Ye mahari gori dhanediyo janam mo
Chalriya janam mo, ajwain thane jhala ja
Ab maharo jiv pati jo


Woman: You are going away for work, dear husband of mine,
Who will get ajwain for me, my dear?

Husband: My brother will get it, my dear,
I have faith in him, my dear,

Woman: You are going out for work, dear husband of mine,
Who will prepare ajwain for me, my dear?

Husband: My mother will prepare it for you, my dear,

Woman: How can I trust your mother, my dear,
I will not get any to eat, my dear,
She will not prepare it, but will spread it and waste it.


 

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