baaje gagariya pe taal
meri thumak thumak chal
o dilwalo o dilwalo
dilwalo jara rakhna dil ko sambhal
baaje gagariya pe taal
meri thumak thumak chal
o dilwalo o dilwalo
dilwalo jara rakhna dil ko sambhal

matak raha hain ang hamara
aaha o ho
matak raha hain ang hamara
ang hamara aa aa
matak raha hain ang hamara
jaise phul ki dal
phul ki dal, phul ki dal
o dilwalo o dilwalo
dilwalo jara rakhna dil ko sambhal
baaje gagariya pe taal
meri thumak thumak chal
o dilwalo o dilwalo
dilwalo jara rakhna dil ko sambhal
baaje gagariya pe taal

o gori gori meera wali chhori
hamko bhi pilado meera chori chori
o gori gori meera wali chhori
hamko bhi pilado meera chori chori
ho sayiya bas karo bas
mora chhalka jaye ras
dekho bhingi jaye haaye re chunariya mori
ho sayiya bas karo bas
mora chhalka jaye ras
dekho bhingi jaye haaye re chunariya mori
aaj ka din hain majedaar, gori chhodo ye ji hath
aaj ka din hain majedaar, gori chhodo ye ji hath
hato ji hato beimaan, mora jiya kare dhak
hato ji hato beimaan, mora jiya kare dhak
ho tere nakhre ke chakkar me
aji rahne do ji rahne
?
waqt ka maar, waqt ka mar peene wali
o dilwalo o dilwalo
dilwalo jara rakhna dil ko sambhal
baaje re baaje re baaje re baaje re
baaje gagariya pe taal
meri thumak thumak chal
o dilwalo o dilwalo
dilwalo jara rakhna dil ko sambhal

Upon the water pots, the rhythm thrives,
My every step, a dance that brightly strives.
O, you of hearts, you souls with passions deep,
Hold fast your hearts, the secrets you must keep.
Upon the water pots, the rhythm thrives,
My every step, a dance that brightly strives.
O, you of hearts, you souls with passions deep,
Hold fast your hearts, the secrets you must keep.

My body sways, a graceful, gentle bend,
Ah, o, ho, my body's curve, it knows no end.
My body sways, in sweet and tender guise,
Like branches light where blossoms gently rise.
The blossoms rise, the blossoms softly sway,
O, you of hearts, you souls with passions stay.
Hold fast your hearts, the secrets you must keep,
Upon the water pots, the rhythm deep.
My every step, a dance that brightly strives,
O, you of hearts, you souls with passions lives.
Hold fast your hearts, the secrets you must keep,
Upon the water pots, the rhythm deep.

Oh, maiden fair, like Mira, pure and bright,
Let me drink deep, your love's clandestine light.
Oh, oh, fair maiden, Mira's holy grace,
Let me drink deep, in love's devoted space.
Oh, lover, cease, enough, my spirit spills,
My nectar flows, my brimming heart it thrills.
Behold, my veil, with liquid love imbued,
Oh, lover, cease, my soul's sweet solitude.
Behold, my veil, with liquid love imbued.
This day is joy, this moment full of bliss,
Fair maiden, cease, this stubborn, sweet amiss.
This day is joy, this moment full of bliss,
Fair maiden, cease, this stubborn, sweet amiss.
Begone, begone, you rogue of wicked art,
My soul within, it beats a frantic start.
Begone, begone, you rogue of wicked art,
My soul within, it beats a frantic start.
Caught in your wiles, your fickle game of play,
Leave it be, leave it be, this passing day.
The time will pass, the time will gently fade,
O souls who drink, the price you have to paid.
O, you of hearts, you souls with passions deep,
Hold fast your hearts, the secrets you must keep.
The rhythm beats, the rhythm's call resounds,
Upon the water pots, the rhythm grounds.
My every step, a dance that brightly strives,
O, you of hearts, you souls with passions thrives.
Hold fast your hearts, the secrets you must keep.