bagon ki tu rani hai, haan hu, haan hu
amva par chhaayi jawani hai, haan hu, haan hu
sebo pe aa gayi lali mahakane lage anar
o bagon kaa tu rajakumar, haan hu, haan hu
tere liye hai inaki bahar, haan hu, haan hu
o kaliya aayi shababo par phulo pe aaya nikhar
o bagon ki tu rani hai, haan hu, haan hu
are bagon ka tu rajakumar, haan hu, haan hu

anguri bele aapas me khele mausme gul ke mele ko
chamke papita sone jaisa rang dekho albele ko
dekho dekho ara ra ra dekho na
jamun si aankhe, chiku si baaten, honth santare ke jaise
tere badan ke aage chaman ko dekhu, toh kaise dekhu
chal dekho dil ko sambhalo, buri nigaahe na dalo
na na na na na na
na mila hai tumko toh abhi koi akhtiyar
ai bagon ki tu rani hai, haan hu, haan hu
ai bagon ka tu rajakumar, haan hu, haan hu

chal jare mahak gaye santare toh pak gaye
lachke dali dali
kare na chori koi o gori, kahan hai inka maali
bolo bolo are bolo bolo
maali banega wahi jo inki kar paye rakhwali
ab tak maine sambhali ye bagiya ab na jaye sambhali
chun le tu mujhko maali karunga mai rakhwali
chhu na paye tujhe koi karunga peharedari
o bagon ka tu rajakumar, haan hu, haan hu
tere liye hai inki bahar, haan hu, haan hu
o kaliya aayi shababo par phulo pe aaya nikhar
o bagon ki tu rani hai
are bagon ka tu rajkumar, haan hu, haan hu

You are the queen of gardens, yes I am, yes I am.
Youth has bloomed on the mango tree, yes I am, yes I am.
Red has come to the apples, pomegranates begin to scent.
Oh, you are the prince of gardens, yes I am, yes I am.
For you is their springtime, yes I am, yes I am.
Oh, the buds have reached their prime, a glow comes upon the flowers.
Oh, you are the queen of gardens, yes I am, yes I am.
Oh, you are the prince of gardens, yes I am, yes I am.

The grapevines play with each other, in the fair of the season of roses.
The papaya shines like gold, see the unique color.
Look, look, oh, look, don't you see?
Eyes like blackberries, words like chikoo, lips like oranges.
Before your form, if I look at the garden, how can I see?
Come, look, steady your heart, don't cast an evil eye.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
You have not yet been granted any rights.
Oh, you are the queen of gardens, yes I am, yes I am.
Oh, you are the prince of gardens, yes I am, yes I am.

Go away, the oranges are fragrant, and ripe.
Each branch bends.
Let no one steal, O fair one, where is their gardener?
Speak, speak, oh, speak, speak.
The gardener will be the one who can guard them.
Until now, I have protected this garden, now it cannot be protected.
Choose me as your gardener, I will guard them.
No one can touch you, I will stand guard.
Oh, you are the prince of gardens, yes I am, yes I am.
For you is their springtime, yes I am, yes I am.
Oh, the buds have reached their prime, a glow comes upon the flowers.
Oh, you are the queen of gardens.
Oh, you are the prince of gardens, yes I am, yes I am.