बिल्लो अलविदा (Bella Ciao in Hindi)



तड़के भोर मैं जब जागा

ओ बिल्लो अलविदा, अलविदा, अलविदा, बिल्लो अलविदा

तड़के भोर मैं जब जागा

धान के खेतों को मैं भागा




कीटों और मच्छरों के बीच

ओ बिल्लो अलविदा, अलविदा, अलविदा, बिल्लो अलविदा

कीटों और मच्छरों के बीच

भीषण मजूरी मुझे है करना





जमींदार बेंत लिए है खड़ा

ओ बिल्लो अलविदा, अलविदा, अलविदा, बिल्लो अलविदा

जमींदार खड़ा है बेंत लिए

खेतों में हमें है कमर तोड़ काम करना



हे भगवन ! कैसी ये विपदा

ओ बिल्लो अलविदा, अलविदा, अलविदा, बिल्लो अलविदा

हे भगवन ! कैसी ये विपदा

सुनो  मेरी तुम्हें हर रोज मैं याद करता



और हर क्षण यहाँ जो है बीत रहा  

ओ बिल्लो अलविदा, अलविदा, अलविदा, बिल्लो अलविदा

और हर क्षण यहाँ जो है बीत रहा

यौवन है हमारा मीट रहा



लेकिन इक दिन ऐसा भी आएगा

ओ बिल्लो अलविदा, अलविदा, अलविदा, बिल्लो अलविदा

लेकिन इक दिन ऐसा भी आएगा

आज़ादी हमें भी मिलेगा



                                               - March 5, 2020
My translation of the famous Bella Ciao in Hindi

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