Mastana Bahar Local Talent Show T&T 🇹🇹

Mastana 1992 tape in Trinidad by Ayoub Khan edit by Wayne Sewah.

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Very talanted

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Omg seeing Mr Mohammed brings back so much memories

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Woow love it very talented 👏

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Brilliant Nigel 👍

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Hi is it possible to get a copy of this program

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0. M: Saawan ka mahina, pawan kare "sor". (pronounces the word without the h)
It's the month of showers; the breezes create a noise.
L: Sawan ka mahina, pawan kare shor. (pronouncing the word correctly)
It's the month of showers; the breezes create a noise (shor)
M: Mm hmm. Pawan kare "sor" L: Pawan kare sor. (Making sound for 'no'
and correcting her): No, it's, "The breezes create a 'sor'"
M: Aree baba, shor nahi'! Sor! Sor! Kaho "Sooorrr..." L: Pawan kare SOOORRR...
(pronouncing the word incorrectly to please the guy)
M: Haa'! Jiyara re jhoome aise, jaise banma naache mor...
Yesss! ...The heart dances just as a peacock dances in the forest...
1. M: Saawan ka mahina pawan kare sor. Jiyara re jhoome aise,
jaise banma naache mor. (M=Mukesh, L=Lata)
It's the monsoon season, the winds create a noise.
The heart dances just as a peacock dances in the forest.
L: Saawan ka mahina pawan kare sor. Jiyara re jhoome aise, jaise banma naache mor.
It's the monsoon season, the winds create a noise.
The heart dances just as a peacock dances in the forest.
2. M: Rama gajab dhaae yeh purwaiyyaa L: Naiya sambhalo kit khoye ho khiwaiyyaa
M: Oy, Purwaiyya ke aage chale na koi zor, jiyara re jhoome aise, jaise banmaa naache mor
M: Lord, how rough is this eastern wind L: Take hold of the boat; are you lost, rower?
M: Hey, no one can stand a chance against this western wind.
The heart dances just as a peacock dances in the forest
L/M: Saawan ka mahina pawan kare sor. Jiyara re jhoome aise, jaise banma naache mor.
3. L: Maujhwa kare kya jaane humko ishaara M: Jaana kahan hai poochhe nadiya ki dhaara
L: Marzi hai tumhaari le jaao jis or. Jiyara re jhoom mere aise re, jaise banmaa naache mor...
L: Who understands what the waves are saying as they gesture to us.
M: "Where are you going?" asks the stream to the river
L: It is your wish; let us go in any direction. My heart dances with joy,
just as a peacock dances in the forest...
M/L: Saawan ka mahina pawan kare sor. Jiyara re jhoome aise, jaise banma naache mor.
4. L: Jinke balam bairi gaye hain bideswa. Aayi hain leke unke pyar ka sandeswa.
L: Kaali matwaari ghataaye ghan ghor. Jiyara re jhoome aise, jaise banmee naache mor
Those unfeeling lovers have gone far away. They have brought with them a message of love.
The dark tremendous rain clouds. The heart dances with joy, just as a peacock dances in the forest
M/L: Saawan ka mahina pawan kare sor. Jiyara re jhoome aise jaise banmaa naache mor (3).
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