Style

[Intro]

Merci

Thank you

[Verse 1]

Ho dab vich tool aa 'te hath 'ch mobile aa

There is a weapon in the waistband and a mobile in the hand.

Yaaran da style aa, yaaran da style aa

It's the friends' style, it's the friends' style.

Ho chupp horan laayi aa, bulla ute tere layi smile aa

Silence is for others, but there's a smile on my lips for you.

[Chorus]

Yaaran da style aa, yaaran da style aa

It's the friends' style, it's the friends' style.

Ho shauk rakhda jaan pale, mittran ne well aa

We keep daring hobbies, we friends are well-off.

Yaaran da style aa, ho, yaaran da style aa

It's the friends' style, oh, it's the friends' style.

Haye yaaran da style aa, haye yaaran da style aa

Oh, it's the friends' style, oh, it's the friends' style.

[Verse 2]

Ho jitthe jaana puchhan late ni, pricey aa plate ni

Wherever we go, we ask late, and our plates are pricey (expensive taste).

Valetan aa ride ni, ankh kari rakha hide ni

Valet is our ride, and I keep my eyes hidden (wearing shades).

Ho na sunde na kehnde ni, available rehnde ni

We neither listen nor speak, yet we always remain available.

Oh kahli da ae daur chal, munde di rival aa

This is a fast-paced era, and the boy has rivals.

[Chorus]

Yaaran da style aa, yaaran da style aa

It's the friends' style, it's the friends' style.

Ho, yaaran da style aa, haye, yaaran da style aa

Oh, it's the friends' style, oh, it's the friends' style.

[Verse 3]

Oh share job ni har ek naal, saadi sharp ni har еk naal

We don't share our work with everyone, our nature isn't sharp with everyone.

Oh kade sofi, kade band ni

Sometimes sober, sometimes intoxicated.

Naale hon chaar panj ni

And there are four or five of us.

Ho gall kara tanakaakе ni, ankh vich ankh paake ni

I speak bluntly, looking straight into the eyes.

Ho meeting ta chadd ditti, mehfilan nu pehl aa

I skipped the meeting, giving priority to social gatherings.

[Chorus]

Yaaran da style aa, yaaran da style aa

It's the friends' style, it's the friends' style.

Ho, yaaran da style aa, haye, yaaran da style aa

Oh, it's the friends' style, oh, it's the friends' style.

[Verse 5]

Ho naal maaddiyan de khadde moohre, takkre de arrde

We stand with the weak and confront the arrogant.

Varr jaaiye nahiyon bookde, har dar te ni jhukde

We dive in instead of just barking; we don't bow at every door.

Oh koi ghanta ni report da, munde ae Bhador da

There's no need for any report, the boy is from Bhador.

Oh yaari dekh ke ni laayi, moohre kulli aa ke mehal aa

Friendship wasn't formed after checking status; whether it's a hut or a palace, it's all the same to us.

[Chorus]

Yaaran da style aa, yaaran da style aa

It's the friends' style, it's the friends' style.

Ho, yaaran da style aa, haye, yaaran da style aa

Oh, it's the friends' style, oh, it's the friends' style.