hey badal pe madal baaje
hey badal pe madal baaje
hey daso dishaye gaaje
hey daso dishaye gaaje
re madal baaje
har dum chak har dum chak
mach gayi re gagan me holi ki
har dum chak har dum chak
mach gayi re gagan me holi ki
ae inderlok par huyi chadhayi
inderlok par huyi chadhayi
aaj humari toli ki
har dum chak har dum chak
mach gayi re gagan me holi ki
har dum chak har dum chak
mach gayi re gagan me holi ki

aaj ghatao ke panghat par
dekho ghaghre ghume
ae ghume ghume ghume
ghume re ghaghre ghume
ghume re ghaghre ghume
naach raha phir lok taal pe
chapal kamniya jhume
ae jhume jhume jhume
jhume re kamniya jhume
jhume re kamniya jhume
chhnak chhana chhan bole matikiya
chhnak chhana chhan bole matikiya
udi gulale holi ki
har dum chak har dum chak
mach gayi re gagan me holi ki
har dum chak har dum chak
mach gayi re gagan me holi ki

chale bhigi jaye sadi
baaje dhol bhari bhari
dole nar nari o ho o
aayi hai sawari bhagwa ki pyari
ude rang bari bari
laage chhab nyari o ho o
laaj le maare dekho re lipti
laaj le maare dekho re lipti
tan se chunariya bholi ki
har dum chak har dum chak
mach gayi re gagan me holi ki
har dum chak har dum chak
mach gayi re gagan me holi ki
ulat gaye goriyo ke ghunghat
ulat gaye goriyo ke ghunghat
gore gore mukhde damke re
ha gore gore mukhde damke re
hey megh najar ke charo hi
par chand ke tukde chamke chamke
chand ke tukde chamke chamke
chand ke tukde chamke
aasman ke vrindavan me
rangat jami thitholi ki
har dum chak har dum chak
mach gayi re gagan me holi ki
har dum chak har dum chak
mach gayi re gagan me holi ki

Upon the clouds, the maddening drum, it beats,
Ten directions answer, echoing the feats.
The drum resounds, a pulsing, vibrant sound,
A sky-born Holi, joy profound.
The drum resounds, a pulsing, vibrant sound,
A sky-born Holi, all around.
A raid on Indra’s realm begun,
A triumph for our hearts, as one.
The drum resounds, a pulsing, vibrant sound,
A sky-born Holi, all around.
The drum resounds, a pulsing, vibrant sound,
A sky-born Holi, all around.

At the ghats of clouds, the ghagras spin,
Whirling, twirling, the dance within.
The ghagras whirl, a joyful sway,
As nimble maidens leap and play.
The ghagras whirl, a joyful sway,
As nimble maidens leap and play.
The dance of life, the world's embrace,
The tinkling pots, a joyful space.
A cloud of crimson, Holi's art,
The drum resounds within the heart.
The drum resounds, a pulsing, vibrant sound,
A sky-born Holi, all around.
The drum resounds, a pulsing, vibrant sound,
A sky-born Holi, all around.

Let silks be drenched, embrace the rain,
As heavy drums begin their strain.
Men and women, sway and bend,
As saffron riders now descend.
Bright colors fly, a joyful sight,
A radiant, novel, pure delight.
Shy veils now cling, a whispered plea,
As innocence is truly free.
The drum resounds, a pulsing, vibrant sound,
A sky-born Holi, all around.
The drum resounds, a pulsing, vibrant sound,
A sky-born Holi, all around.

The veils of fair ones now unbound,
Fair faces gleam, a grace profound.
Fair faces gleam, a sight to see,
As clouds of eyes now watch with glee.
Like lunar fragments, shining bright,
In every eye, a pure delight.
In heaven's Vrindavan, light takes hold,
A festival of stories told.
The drum resounds, a pulsing, vibrant sound,
A sky-born Holi, all around.