chhedo dhun matwaalon ki behki behki chaalon ki
sheher se door nashe mein choor
picnic hai dilwaalon ki chhedo dhun matwaalon ki
behki behki chaalon ki sheher se door
nashe mein choor picnic hai dilwaalon ki
chhedo dhun matwaalon ki behki behki chaalon ki
sheher se door nashe mein choor picnic hai dilwaalon ki

aa ha haa ho ho ho la la la la la aa ha haa ho ho ho
la la la la la kya kya jalwe dikhlaata hoon
dekho mere sang iske nainon ka jaado
uske aanchal ka rang aa aa aa aa aa aa aa aa
kya kya jalwe dikhlaata hoon dekho mere sang
iske nainon ka jaado uske aanchal ka rang
chali hawa udi ghata lambi zulfonwaalon ki
chali hawa udi ghata lambi zulfonwaalon ki
chhedo dhun matwaalon ki behki behki chaalon ki
sheher se door nashe mein choor picnic hai dilwaalon ki
chhedo dhun matwaalon ki behki behki chaalon ki
sheher se door nashe mein choor picnic hai dilwaalon ki

ye din hai pyaar ka hum tumse pyaar karna maangta
mausam bahaar ka ye dil bhi tumpe marna maangta
babuji ki taang pe jo dhoti hai phansi
chhalki padti hai dekho haseenon ki hansi
babuji ki taang pe jo dhoti hai phansi
chhalki padti hai dekho haseenon ki hansi
nazar ladi phisal padi topi topiwaalon ki nazar ladi phisal padi
topi topiwaalon ki chhedo dhun matwaalon ki
behki behki chaalon ki sheher se door nashe mein choor
picnic hai dilwaalon ki chhedo dhun matwaalon ki
behki behki chaalon ki sheher se doornashe mein choor
picnic hai dilwaalon ki

aa haa haa ho ho ho la la la la la aa haa haa ho ho ho
holiday holiday holiday holiday
chheh din tak paapad bele tab aaya hai sunday
lagi rahey saji rahey ye mehfil gore gaalon ki
lagi rahey saji rahey ye mehfil gore gaalon ki
chhedo dhun matwaalon ki behki behki chaalon ki
sheher se door nashe mein choor picnic hai dilwaalon ki
chhedo dhun matwaalon ki behki behki chaalon ki sheher se door
nashe mein choor picnic hai dilwaalon ki chhedo dhun matwaalon ki
behki behki chaalon ki sheher se door nashe mein choor
picnic hai dilwaalon ki chhedo dhun matwaalon ki
behki behki chaalon ki sheher se door nashe mein choor
picnic hai dilwaalon ki

Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides,
Far from the city, drunk on the tides,
A picnic for hearts, where joy presides,
Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides.

Lost in the haze, a picnic's embrace,
Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides,
Far from the city, in this forgotten space,
A picnic for hearts, in a joyous chase.

Ah, ha, hoo, hoo, la, la, la, la, la, ah, ha, hoo, hoo,
La, la, la, la, la, what wonders unfold,
With me, watch the magic in eyes of old,
Her veil's embrace, a story untold,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, what wonders unfold.
With me, watch the magic in eyes of old,
Her veil's embrace, a story to be told,
The wind takes flight, the clouds begin to weep,
For long-haired beauties, secrets to keep.
The wind takes flight, the clouds begin to weep,
For long-haired beauties, secrets to keep.

Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides,
Far from the city, where the spirit glides,
A picnic for hearts, where love confides,
Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides.

This is a day for love, I yearn for you,
A season of spring, my heart feels true,
To die for your love is all I pursue.
The dhoti of the father is fancy,
See the laughter of the beauties,
The dhoti of the father is fancy,
See the laughter of the beauties,
Eyes meet, the cap slips from the head,
For those with caps, their secrets said,
Eyes meet, the cap slips from the head.
For those with caps, their secrets said,

Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides,
Far from the city, where the spirit glides,
A picnic for hearts, where love confides,
Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides.

Ah, ha, hoo, hoo, la, la, la, la, la, ah, ha, hoo, hoo,
Holiday, holiday, holiday, holiday,
Six days of toil, then Sunday's sway,
May this gathering, on fair cheeks play,
May this gathering, on fair cheeks play,

Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides,
Far from the city, where the spirit glides,
A picnic for hearts, where love confides,
Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides.
Far from the city, drunk on the tides,
A picnic for hearts, where joy presides,
Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides.
Far from the city, drunk on the tides,
A picnic for hearts, where joy presides.
Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides.
Far from the city, drunk on the tides,
A picnic for hearts, where joy presides.
Strum the tune of the wild, of staggering strides.
Far from the city, drunk on the tides,
A picnic for hearts, where joy presides.