tuti bajao bajao shehnayi, aaj luta dunga sari kamai
are puchho jara puchho main hoon kaun
bhai hoon main bada dulhe ka bhai
bhai hoon main bada dulhe ka bhai

tuti bajaao bajaao shehnayi, aaj luta dunga sari kamai
are puchho jara puchho main hoon kaun
bhaai hoon main bada dulhe ka bhaai
bhaai hoon main bada dulhe ka bhaai

are arabi arab se yeh ghoda mangaya
kam khaab makhmal ka joda banaya
chehare pe moti ka sehara sajaaya
london se yeh band baaja bulaaya
are dekho dekho

are dekhe jo dekhe, ha dekhe jo dekhe wahi de duhayi
pehale nahi aisi barat aayi
puchho jara puchho main hoon kaun
bhai hoon main bada dulhe ka bhai
bhai hoon main bada dulhe ka bhai
tuti bajao bajao shehnayi, han tuti bajao

Let the trumpets blare, the shehnai sing,
Today, I'll spend all the joy I bring.
Ask, oh ask, and you shall know my name,
I am the groom's brother, in this joyous game.
I am the groom's brother, in this joyous game.

Let the trumpets blare, the shehnai sing,
Today, I'll spend all the joy I bring.
Ask, oh ask, and you shall know my name,
I am the groom's brother, in this joyous game.
I am the groom's brother, in this joyous game.

From Arab lands, a stallion so grand,
A silken cloak, woven by loving hand.
Pearls adorn his face, a radiant gleam,
From London town, a musical dream.
Behold, behold!

Let those who see, give a joyful cry,
Never before, such a sight met the eye.
Ask, oh ask, and you shall know my name,
I am the groom's brother, in this joyous game.
I am the groom's brother, in this joyous game.
Let the trumpets blare, the shehnai sing!