ghadi beet gayi o ghadi beet gayi
ghadi beet gayi saiman tu rasta dikhai
kaho kiski gali me sari raat bitai
kaho kiski gali me sari raat bitai
ho papi ho papi ho papi

ho papi tujhe pyar jatana na tha
pyar jutha jata ke satana na tha
ho papi tujhe pyar jatana na tha
pyar jutha jata ke satana na tha
maine prit laga ke dil me aas lagai
maine prit laga ke dil me aas lagai
kaho kiski gali me kaho kiski gali me
kaho kiski gali me sari raat bitai
ho papi ho papi ho papi

phulo se saji thi sejariya naram
phulo se saji thi sejariya naram
magar aane ko keh ke na aaye balam
magar aane ko keh ke na aaye balam
tujhe yad na aayi tujhe nind na aayi
tujhe yad na aayi tujhe nind na aayi
kaho kiski gali me kaho kiski gali me
kaho kiski gali me sari raat bitai
ho papi ho papi ho papi

do din the hamare jawani bhare
ro ro ke use pritwani kare
do din the hamare jawani bhare
ro ro ke use pritwani kare
tujhse nain milake maine rain kamayi
tujhse nain mileke maine raat kamayi
kaho kiski gali me kaho kiski gali me
kaho kiski gali me sari raat bitai
ho papi ho papi ho papi

The moments pass, the moments flee,
Simon, show the path to me.
Tell me, in whose lane did you spend the night,
Tell me, in whose lane did you spend the night?
Oh sinner, oh sinner, oh sinner.

Sinner, you should not have feigned your love,
With false affection, you shouldn't have shoved.
Sinner, you should not have feigned your love,
With false affection, you shouldn't have shoved.
I loved, I hoped, my heart took flight,
I loved, I hoped, my heart took flight.
Tell me, in whose lane, tell me, in whose lane,
Tell me, in whose lane did you spend the night?
Oh sinner, oh sinner, oh sinner.

With flowers adorned, the softest bower,
With flowers adorned, the softest bower,
But promised arrival, he did not empower.
But promised arrival, he did not empower.
You did not recall, you did not rest,
You did not recall, you did not rest,
Tell me, in whose lane, tell me, in whose lane,
Tell me, in whose lane did you spend the night?
Oh sinner, oh sinner, oh sinner.

Two days were ours, in youth's bright prime,
In tears we mourned, in passing time.
Two days were ours, in youth's bright prime,
In tears we mourned, in passing time.
With you, my gaze, I earned this pain,
With you, my gaze, I earned this pain.
Tell me, in whose lane, tell me, in whose lane,
Tell me, in whose lane did you spend the night?
Oh sinner, oh sinner, oh sinner.