Mon Re Krisikaj Jano Na Lyrics – Arijit Singh

Mon Re Krisika Jano Na Lyrics from the latest devotional song from Arijit sing and Shreya Ghosal. The song was composed by Joy Sarkar. Mon Re Krisikaj Jano Na Lyrics written by Joy Sarkar

Mon Re Krisikaj Jano Na Song Details

Mon Re Krisikaj Jano Na Song Lyrics

Mon re krishikaj janona
Emon manob jomin roilo potit
Abaad korle folto sona
Mon re krishikaaj jano na

Kali naame dao re bera
Fosole tochrup hobe na
Se je muktokeshir shokto bera, Tar kachete jom gheshe na
Mon re krishikaaj jano na

Addyo obdo shotante ba
Bajeyapto hobe jano na
Ache ek tare mon eii bela tui
Chutiye fosol kete ne na
Mon re krishikaaj jano na

Guru ropon korechen bij
Bhokti bari taye sencho na
Tui eka jodi na parish mon, Ramprasad ke songe ne na

Mon re krishikaj janona
Emon manob jomin roilo potit
Abaad korle folto sona
Mon re krishikaaj jano na

Mon Re Krishi Kaj Jano Na Lyrics Meaning

Oh my heart, do you not know the work of agriculture?
Such a precious human land has turned barren.
Even if you cultivate it, it won’t yield gold.
Oh my heart, don’t you understand the work of agriculture?

Give the field a name, my friend,
Without rain, it won’t be fruitful.
The thorn from the blackberry bush, if it doesn’t get attached,
It won’t turn into a gem in its lap.
Oh my heart, don’t you understand the work of agriculture?

In the eighteenth row, when the flute plays,
It won’t be harmonious, don’t you know?
There’s a star in the mind at this moment,
Don’t let it burst and scatter.
Oh my heart, don’t you understand the work of agriculture?

He planted the seed, the guru did,
But it won’t sprout in the field of devotion.
If you don’t plow the mind with the plow, my friend,
Don’t let Ramprasad go along with you.
Oh my heart, don’t you understand the work of agriculture?

Oh my heart, do you not know the work of agriculture?
Such a precious human land has turned barren.
Even if you cultivate it, it won’t yield gold.
Oh my heart, don’t you understand the work of agriculture?