dehradhun ka chuna lagaya, kanpur ka khatta
ratnagiri ki pakki supari, calcutte ka patta
dehradhun ka chuna lagaya, kanpur ka khata
ratnagiri ki pakki supari, calcutte ka pata
illahbad ka jarda lagaike
illahbad ka jarda lagaike aayi lab pe lali
khaike bhaiya pan hamne ladki patali re babuwa
khaike bhaiya pan hamne ladki patali
dehradhun ka chuna lagaya, kanpur ka khhata
ratnagiri ki pakki supari, calcutte ka patta
illahbad ka jarda lagaike aayi lab pe lali
khaike bhaiya pan hamne ladki patali patali
khaike bhaiya pan hamne ladki patali

tere pyar me dekha maine sara hindustan
tere pyar me dekha maine sara hindustan
chun chun ke mai tere rup ka laya hu saman
laya tu saman kya kya laya tu saman
laya tu saman kya kya laya tu saman
sadi banaras ki laya, aur lucknow ki chunariya
mirat se mai jhumke laya, aur bijnor se bindiya
chudi ferojabad se laya choli jaipur wali
khaike bhaiya pan hamne ladki patali re babuwa
khaike bhaiya pan hamne ladki patali

hoti hai dilwalo ki bas itni si pehchan
hoti hai dilwalo ki bas itni si pehchan
koi unse dil mange toh de dete hai jaan
de dete hai jaan bhaiya
de dete hai jaan bhaiya
de dete hai jaan bhaiya, de dete hai jaan
naa jhumka, naa kangna mangu, naa mangu mai har
mera dil kuch aur nahi bas mange sachcha pyar
sat janam ka sath nibhade ban jao gharwali
hamne tere nam apni jind likh dali
ladki jo patayi wohi bani gharwali
dehradhun ka chuna lagaya, kanpur ka khatta
ratnagiri ki pakki supari, calcutte ka patta
illahbad ka jarda lagaike
illahbad ka jarda lagaike aayi lab pe lali
khaike bhaiya pan hamne ladki patali
ho bhaiya
khaike bhaiya pan hamne ladki patali
patali
khaike bhaiya pan hamne ladki patali

From Dehradun, the lime I take, from Kanpur, the catechu,
From Ratnagiri, betel nut, firm and true,
From Calcutta, the leaf, a verdant hue.
From Allahabad, the zarda's sweet art,
Painting crimson kisses on lips, a brand new start.
With paan, my friend, the girl I did ensnare,
With paan, my friend, the girl I did ensnare.

In your love, I’ve seen all of Hindustan,
In your love, I’ve seen all of Hindustan.
Carefully, I gathered treasures for your form,
Treasures, my love, to keep your spirit warm.
A saree of Banaras, and a Lucknow veil,
From Meerut, earrings, stories they tell,
From Bijnor, the bindi, a sparkling light,
From Firozabad, bangles, gleaming bright,
From Jaipur, a bodice, of colors so bold,
With paan, my friend, the story unfolds,
With paan, my friend, the girl I did ensnare.

Hearts of lovers, their truth is plain to see,
Hearts of lovers, their truth is plain to see,
If asked for their heart, they give their all, with glee,
Give their life, my friend, so recklessly!
Give their life, my friend, so recklessly!
No earrings, no bangles, no necklace bright,
My heart seeks not these things, but love's pure light.
Through seven lives, to share your path I yearn,
To be your wife, my heart forever burn.
The girl I won, she became my wife,
From Dehradun, the lime, and catechu's life,
From Ratnagiri, betel nut, true and bold,
From Calcutta, the leaf, a story told.
From Allahabad, the zarda's embrace,
Painting crimson kisses on your face.
With paan, my friend, the girl I did ensnare,
Oh, my friend,
With paan, my friend, the girl I did ensnare.
Ensare
With paan, my friend, the girl I did ensnare.