badarwa chale jhum ke
bijuriya ka muh chum ke
sanwariya tum nahi aaye abhi ghum ke
badarwa chale jhum ke
bijuriya ka muh chum ke
sanwariya tum nahi aaye abhi ghum ke

o sari umariya meri jhume jhule pe chadhke
jhume jhule pe chadhke, jhume jhule pe chadhke
utre ghunghatwa ude re dupattwa
aa mukh pe ghera kar ke
haye ram haye ram
purwaiya aaye jhum ke
jaye to gesu chum ke
sanwariya tum nahi aaye abhi ghum ke
badarwa chale jhum ke
bijuriya ka munh chum ke
sanwariya tum nahi aaye abhi ghum ke

o badarwa taan mare
chham chham bundo ki boli
chham chham bundo ki boli
chham chham bundo ki boli
badarwa bahar me rimjhim funwar me
bhige humari choli
haye ram haye ram
hariyali dole jhum ke
masum kali chum ke
sanwariya tum nahi aaye abhi ghum ke
badarwa chale jhum ke
bijuriya ka munh chum ke
sanwariya tum nahi aaye abhi ghum ke

o jamuna ki dhar sakhi
kaya me rup na de
kaya me rup na de
kaya me rup na de
machhaliya banke pani me chhanke
maujo me rup nache
haye ram haye ram
maujo ne chheda jhum ke
humne bhi chheda jhum ke
sanwariya tum nahi aaye abhi ghum ke
badarwa chale jhum ke
bijuriya ka munh chum ke
sanwariya tum nahi aaye abhi ghum ke

The clouds arrive, they sway and whirl,
Kissing the lightning's fiery curl,
My love, you haven't come, to the world's twirl.
The clouds arrive, they sway and whirl,
Kissing the lightning's fiery curl,
My love, you haven't come, to the world's twirl.

My whole life swayed, on the swing's sweet sway,
On the swing's sweet sway, on the swing's sweet sway,
The veil descends, the scarf takes flight,
Circling my face, come what may,
Oh Ram, oh Ram,
The eastern wind arrives to dance,
Kisses the tresses in a trance,
My love, you haven't come, to the world's trance.
The clouds arrive, they sway and whirl,
Kissing the lightning's fiery curl,
My love, you haven't come, to the world's twirl.

The clouds unleash, the rhythm's beat,
Of raindrops in a shimmering meet,
Of raindrops in a shimmering meet,
Of raindrops in a shimmering meet,
In the rain's delight, in the soft twilight,
My blouse is drenched, oh so sweet,
Oh Ram, oh Ram,
The greenery sways and blooms so free,
Kissing the innocent buds, you see,
My love, you haven't come, to the world's decree.
The clouds arrive, they sway and whirl,
Kissing the lightning's fiery curl,
My love, you haven't come, to the world's twirl.

Oh, the Yamuna's flow, my friend,
Cannot bestow form, without end,
Cannot bestow form, without end,
Cannot bestow form, without end,
Becoming fish, in waters swish,
Forms dance in the waves, transcend,
Oh Ram, oh Ram,
The waves now tease in a dance so grand,
We too are dancing, hand in hand,
My love, you haven't come, to the promised land.
The clouds arrive, they sway and whirl,
Kissing the lightning's fiery curl,
My love, you haven't come, to the world's twirl.