Tell Me Over And Over Again My Friend Lyrics

Tell Me Over And Over Again My Friend Lyrics

Song: Eve Of Destruction
Singer: Barry McGuire
Label: The Best Of – Home Of Classic Music
Release datel: Mar 10, 2013

Tell Me Over And Over Again My Friend Lyrics

The Eastern world, it is explodin’
Violence flarin’, bullets loadin’
You’re old enough to kill, but not for votin’
You don’t believe in war, but what’s that gun you’re totin’?
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin’

Translation:
Poorvi (Eastern) duniya (world) phat (explodin’) rahi hai
Hinsa (Violence) bhadak (flarin’) rahi hai, goliyaan (bullets) bharee (loadin’) ja rahi hain
Tum maarne (kill) ke liye kaafi bade (old enough) ho, par vote (votin’) ke liye nahi
Tum yuddh (war) mein vishwas (believe) nahi karte, par wo bandook (gun) kya hai jo tum le (toting) rahe ho?
Aur Jordan River (nadi) mein bhi laashein (bodies) tair (floatin’) rahi hain

But you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction

Translation:
Par tum mujhe baar-baar (over and over) kehte ho, mere dost (my friend)
Ah, tumhe vishwas nahi ki hum vinash (destruction) ki pehli raat (eve) par hain

Don’t you understand what I’m tryin’ to say?
And can’t you feel the fears I’m feelin’ today?
If the button is pushed, there’s no runnin’ away
There’ll be no one to save with the world in a grave
Take a look around you, boy, it’s bound to scare you, boy

Translation:
Kya tum nahi samajhte (understand) ki main kya kehna (say) chahta hoon?
Aur kya tum wo darr (fears) nahi mehsoos (feel) kar sakte jo main aaj mehsoos kar raha hoon?
Agar button (batan) dab (push) gaya, toh bhaag (runnin’) nahi sakte
Koi nahi bachega (save) jab duniya (world) qabar (grave) mein hogi
Apne aas-paas (around) dekho, ladke (boy), yeh tumhe darayega (scare), ladke

And you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction

Translation:
Aur tum mujhe baar-baar kehte ho, mere dost
Ah, tumhe vishwas nahi ki hum vinash ki pehli raat par hain

Yeah, my blood’s so mad, feels like coagulatin’
I’m sittin’ here just contemplatin’
I can’t twist the truth, it knows no regulation
Handful of senators don’t pass legislation
And marches alone can’t bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin’
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin’

Translation:
Haan, mera khoon (blood) itna gussa (mad) hai, jaise jam (coagulatin’) raha ho
Main yahan baitha (sittin’) soch (contemplatin’) raha hoon
Main sach (truth) ko morda (twist) nahi sakta, uska koi niyam (regulation) nahi
Kuch senators (sadasya) kanoon (legislation) nahi paas kar paate
Aur akele (alone) march (jalaas) integration (ekta) nahi laa sakte
Jab insaani izzat (human respect) bikhar (disintegratin’) rahi hai
Yeh poori paagal (crazy) duniya bahut nirash (frustratin’) kar rahi hai

And you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction

Translation:
Aur tum mujhe baar-baar kehte ho, mere dost
Ah, tumhe vishwas nahi ki hum vinash ki pehli raat par hain

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
Ah, you may leave here, for four days in space
But when you return, it’s the same old place
The poundin’ of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don’t leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don’t forget to say grace

Translation:
Red China (lal cheen) mein saari nafrat (hate) ke baare mein socho
Phir Selma, Alabama (America city) ke aas-paas dekho
Ah, tum yahan se chaar (four) din (days) ke liye space (antariksh) mein ja sakte ho
Par jab wapas aaoge, toh wahi purani (same old) jagah (place) hai
Drum (dhol) ki thap (poundin’), garv (pride) aur apmaan (disgrace)
Apne murde (dead) ko dafna (bury) sakte ho, par nishaan (trace) mat chhodna
Apne padosi (next-door neighbor) se nafrat (hate) karo, par grace (prarthana) kehna mat bhoolna

And tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction

Translation:
Aur mujhe baar-baar (over and over) kehte ho, mere dost
Tumhe vishwas nahi ki hum vinash ki pehli raat par hain

No, no, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction

Translation:
Nahi, nahi, tumhe vishwas nahi ki hum vinash ki pehli raat par hain

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