Airanichya Deva Tula Lyrics – ऐरणीच्या देवा तुला 1965

This is song Airanichya Deva Tula Lyrics in Marathi. ऐरणीच्या देवा तुला song from the 1965 Marathi Movie Sadhi Manas.

ऐरणीच्या देवा तुला
ठिणगी ठिणगी व्हाऊं दे
आभाळागत माया तुजी
आमावरी ऱ्हाऊं दे

लेऊ लेनं गरीबीचं,
चनं खाऊ लोखंडाचं
जिनं व्हावं आबरुचं,
धनी मातुर माझा देवा,
वाघावानी आसुं दे

लक्षुमीच्या हातातली
चवरी व्हावी वरखाली
इडा पिडा जाईल आली,
किरपा तुझी भात्यातल्या
सुरासंग गाऊं दे

सुख थोडं, दुःख भारी,
दुनिया ही भली बुरी
घाव बसल घावावरी,
सोसायाला झुंजायाला,
अंगी बळ येऊं दे

Airanichya Deva Tula Lyrics Video

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Airanichya Deva Tula Lyrics Meaning

ऐरणीच्या देवा तुला
O Lord of the anvil (blacksmith’s tool),

ठिणगी ठिणगी व्हाऊं दे
Let sparks fly from you (let energy and inspiration ignite),

आभाळागत माया तुजी
Let your love be as vast as the sky,

आमावरी ऱ्हाऊं दे
And let that love remain with us.

लेऊ लेनं गरीबीचं,
Let us take the burden of poverty,

चनं खाऊ लोखंडाचं
Let us chew even iron like grain (become strong and resilient),

जिनं व्हावं आबरुचं,
Let our life be one of dignity,

धनी मातुर माझा देवा,
O dear Lord, my master and protector,

वाघावानी आसुं दे
Make us fierce like tigers.

लक्षुमीच्या हातातली
Let what’s in the hands of Goddess Lakshmi (goddess of wealth),

चवरी व्हावी वरखाली
Be waved above and below us like a blessing (symbol of grace and cleansing),

इडा पिडा जाईल आली,
Let suffering and misfortune go away,

किरपा तुझी भात्यातल्या
Let your grace flow from the smith’s bellows (a symbol of nurturing fire and strength),

सुरासंग गाऊं दे
Let us sing with melody and strength.

सुख थोडं, दुःख भारी,
There’s little happiness, much sorrow,

दुनिया ही भली बुरी
The world is both good and bad,

घाव बसल घावावरी,
Wounds strike upon wounds,

सोसायाला झुंजायाला,
To endure and to fight,

अंगी बळ येऊं दे
Give strength to our bodies.

Here’s a more poetic, flowing English version capturing the spirit and feeling of the original Marathi Airanichya Deva Tula Lyrics:

O Lord who strikes the anvil bright,
Let sparks of hope take flight tonight.
Your boundless love, vast as the sky,
In our hearts, forever lie.

Though poverty may bind our hands,
We’ll chew on iron, firm we stand.
Grant us honor, strong and true,
Fierce as tigers, through and through.

May Lakshmi’s blessings gently fall,
A sacred wave, embracing all.
Let pain and sorrow fade away,
Your grace, like fire, guide our way.

Joy is scarce, and sorrow deep,
The world’s a mix we all must keep.
Wounds may come and wounds may stay,
But give us strength to fight each day.