ae meri guyiya dulha dulhaniya
mil ke jo kar le sath firanniya
to dunia to basi basi jaye
re dunia re dunia basi basi jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye

pehli firaniya mai ye meri guyiyan
baat hai kya jo dekh dulhaniya
dulhwa fir fir jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa fir fir jaye
ooo dulhwa fir fir jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa fir fir jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye

duji firaniya mai ye meri guyiyan
baat hai kya jo dekh dulhaniya
dulhwa rusi rusi jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa rusi rusi jaye
ooo dulhwa rusi rusi jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa rusi rusi jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye

tijee firaniya mai ye meri guyiyan
baat hai kya jo dekh dulhaniya
dulhwa jhuk jhuk jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa jhuk jhuk jaye
ooo dulhwa jhuk jhuk jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa jhuk jhuk jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye

ye dilli ki phuljhadiya
hai layi khushi ki ghadiya
ye patane ke patake
fute to kare dhamake
tu badle roop ghuma ke
jaise mauje gyi ho chad
jaise fauje gyi ho lad
ho jaise jaise jaise

chaute firaniya mai ye meri guyiyan
baat hai kya jo dekh dulhaniya
dulhwa hus hus jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa hus hus jaye
ooo dulhwa hus hus jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa hus hus jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye

paachi firaniya mai ye meri guyiyan
baat hai kya jo dekh dulhaniya
dulhwa mud mud jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa mud mud jaye
ooo dulhwa mud mud jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa mud mud jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye

chhathi firaniya mai ye meri guyiyan
baat hai kya jo dekh dulhaniya
dulhwa aad aad jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa aad aad jaye
ooo dulhwa aad aad jaye re dulhwa
dulhwa aad aad jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye
kaano me kahi jaye kaano me kahi jaye

ye dilli ki phuljhadiya
hai layi khushi ki ghadiya
ye phoolo ki guljhadiya
hai layi khushi ki ghadiya
ye patane ke patakhe
fute to kare dhamake

ye patane ke patakhe
ye bhadwe ke bhatake
ye chaandi ke chatake
fute to kare dhamake

My darling bride, my groom so fair,
As vows are shared, a world takes air.
The world, it blossoms, blooms anew,
A whisper breathed, forever true.

In the first round, my love, so bright,
What marvel dawns before your sight?
The groom, he glances, turns and yearns,
A whisper breathed, forever burns.

In the second round, my darling dear,
What shadows fall, what rising fear?
The groom, he sulks, he turns away,
A whisper breathed, until the day.

In the third round, my dearest one,
What reverence, the race is run?
The groom bows down, with humbled grace,
A whisper breathed, in time and space.
These Delhi sparks, they bring such glee,
These moments bloom for you and me.
These Patna flares, their echoes boom,
They light the soul, dispel the gloom.
As waves may rise, and currents flow,
As armies march, in vibrant show.

In the fourth round, my heart’s desire,
What joy erupts, setting souls afire?
The groom now smiles, with shining face,
A whisper breathed, in time and space.

In the fifth round, my guiding star,
What longing stirs, however far?
The groom looks back, with wistful gaze,
A whisper breathed, through endless days.

In the sixth round, my steadfast friend,
What stubborn will, that knows no end?
The groom resists, with anchored hold,
A whisper breathed, a story told.

These Delhi sparks, they bring such glee,
These moments bloom for you and me.
These floral strands, of joyous hue,
These moments bloom, forever true.
These Patna flares, their echoes boom,
They light the soul, dispel the gloom.
These silver cracks, a dazzling sound,
As joy and wonder now abound.