kabza by babbu maan transalted in english
Today the Jatts will play Holi with blood.
They will play music with the sound of shooting bullets.
(We are not sure about the third line. In the first interpretation it means)
One day you will have to give up life anyways, whether in good times or bad times.
The second interepretation is - even though we are sitting near a well..
we are sitting dry in front of our own home..
Pick it up Pick up your revolver..
and with God we will take back what is ours..
Pick up and give me that gun from the jeep..
The first bullet will go into the chest of our enemy..
We taken so much abuse, we won't take any more..
Stand tall in the road and curl your mustache..
Pull out your machete, cut it off at the root..
Today either we have to kill, or die..
Pick up your double barrel gun and pick up your AK-47..
We are going to put a yoke on the necks of the cowards..
Between the two sides, one will lose for sure..
(this line is refering to a type of wrestling game ..
that we play in punjab called kushti.. a gaarda is the crowd..
that forms around the two people when they are wrestling..
In this game, one must win - there are no ties)