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Description: Birha, the song, talks about the working class heroes. Kalpana Patowary sings this ancient song of the farmers, in a way that commemorates their hard work. The song has playful anecdotes narrated in Bhojpuri, aptly complemented by the soulful vocals of Sonia Saigal, bringing in a blues influence to the track. Producer Dhruv Ghanekar beautifully blends all these elements on this amazing composition on Coke Studio@MTV Season 4! Credits: Music composed & Produced Dhruv Ghanekar Lyrics [Bhojpuri] By Kalpana Patowary Lyrics [English] By Dhruv Ghanekar & Sonia Saigal Vocals - Kalpana Patowary, Sonia Saigal Backing vocals - Keshia Braganza, Gwen Dias Guitars - Dhruv Ghanekar, Vinay Lobo Drums - Gino Banks Bass - Sheldon D’Silva Keys & Piano - Harmeet Manseta, Rinku Rajput Horn Section: Trumpet - Kishore Soda Trombone - Ramon Ibrahim Saxophone - Artur Grigoryan Percussions - Viveick Rajagopalan, Varun Venkit, Agneya Chikte Ramon Ibrahim Violin - Finix Ramdas Mix Engineer - Ishan Naik, Wah Wah Music, Mumbai Mastering Engineer - Ishan Naik, Wah Wah Music, Mumbai To set this song as your Ring Back Tunes - SMS 'CS4' to 52040 For songs and videos log on to biscoot.com Now get Coca-Cola delivered home. To order, click coke2home.com/buy-coca-cola Lyrics: Ram bhaile jogiya Lakhan bairagiya ki duno bhaiya ho gaile fakir Garwa me daar lihale tulsi ji ke malwa he Are duno bhaiya mangale ajodhiya me bheekh Sarson ke maar delas lahi e bhai ki bathua bigadle ba khet Ohi Brindavanawa me pakali bairiya ki Radha tode dariya jhukaay Aa ekohu bairiya Radha todohu na pawali ki he Are Kaanha dihale basiyan nu re bajay Sarson ke maar delas lahi e bhai ki bathua bigadle ba Are Beta ke patahu bigaadle ba ki he Are koliya me kholole bate ho duar Demons in my dreams at Night Working my mind like a scythe Filling up my thoughts with dread Working this land until I’m dead I got a devil in me feelin Sending shivers down my spine Shaking my soul to a grind Making me run, I’m outta time I been running like there’s coming a war Sliding down with my cheap guitar From Bombay to Zanzibar Don’t think I’m getting very far Hurawa baran tor jurwa patarki ki munari baran karhiaay Are akhiya me dele ba julmi kajarwa ki he Are maare chhaiyalawan ke jaike jaan Sarson ke maar delas lahi e bhai ki bathua bigadle ba khet Beta ke patahu bigaadle ba ki he Are koliya me kholole bate ho duar I lift my hands to bring to life This land of mine in time of strife work to make two end meet And feel the soil beneath my feet I’m working my fingers to the bone This land is hard as dry as stone But I’ll be slaving till I’m done Oh lord please don’t leave me alone Translation: Ram and Lakshman, both shed off their princely gourmet and become sadhu-fakir. They drop the gold diamond jewellery and instead wear some necklace made up of basil leaves. They get ready for banvaas and are seen begging in the streets of Ayodhya. Just as some unwanted plants always disturb the growth of my musturd cultivation The berries are ripening to red in Brindavan and the eternal beauty Radha is trying to pluck some jumping but in vain. She could not pluck even one. Just then Kanha enters playing his eternal musical flute. Just as some unwanted plants always disturb the growth of my musturd cutivation, so is my newlywed son is getting corrupt by his bride that is my daughter in law. Hey beautiful lady, your hair bun is as sleek and slim as you are. Your finger ring will slip of your hand someday as your fingers are too thin to hold it. The dark kohl in your eyes is deadly and killer as all the male element is dying for you. Just as some unwanted plants always disturb the growth of my musturd cutivation, so is my newlywed son is getting corrupt by his bride that is my daughter in law. The sweet cream is gulped by the rabbit and alas! The male calf everybody doubted. So as your beloved childhood boyfriend enjoyed you long before and everybody thinking it’s your poor husband is the one.