Diljit Dosanjh – Morni Lyrics in English (Translation)

The Jatt walks out, released on bail.
Every matter ends in showers of flowers and praise.
Sons of Jatts take their revenge, girl.
They settle scores one by one, counting each move, my beautiful.
He holds a Glock that’s real, not fake.
Yes, a Glock that’s real, not fake.
And your eyes command everything into motion.

O mother’s peahen, my beloved.
I may have won the case, but I lost my heart to you.
O mother’s peahen, my beloved.
I may have won the case, but I lost my heart to you.
O mother’s peahen.

A piece is tucked at his side.
All four of them dressed in black tracksuits, girl.
Love flows between me and you.
Yet feuds still burn around us, O troublemaker.
He stamped his mark, my beautiful.
Yes, he stamped his mark, my beautiful.
The rival bears the imprint across his chest like a brand of pride.
Jatts roam freely through their area.
Look—since that day, the enemies haven’t slept.
As many stars as shine upon your scarf,
Just as many dreams this young man will show you.

O mother’s peahen, my beloved.
I may have won the case, but I lost my heart to you.
O mother’s peahen, my beloved.
I may have won the case, but I lost my heart to you.
O mother’s peahen.

Without the Jatt’s word, nothing moves.
Not even a bird dares to fly in this hood unasked.
The man from Dosanjh stands beside you.
Your Chani Nattan rules like a village chief.
He burned through a luxury bag like it meant nothing, girl.
Ah, he spent that bag like it meant nothing, girl.
Your friends will be treated, fed with warmth.
We’ll feast for generations, my dear.
The Jatt has earned wealth in abundance.
Now your man has made the headlines.
And the Jatti speaks with words sharp and bold.

O mother’s peahen, my beloved.
I may have won the case, but I lost my heart to you.
O mother’s peahen, my beloved.
I may have won the case, but I lost my heart to you.
O mother’s peahen.