hain soni kudi namkeen badi
hain soni kudi namkeen badi
nazro se bahut kuch keh gayi re
mera kad ke kaalza
kaalza, kad ke kaalza le gayi re
mar gaya main logo

hai sona munda shaukeen bada
oye sona munda shaukeen bada
nazro se bahut kuch keh gaya re
mera kad ke kaalza
kaalza, kad ke kaalza le gaya re
mar gayi main dekho

jab paas mere wo aati hai
dil ki dhadkan badh jaati hai
jab paas mere wo aati hai
dil ki dhadkan badh jaati hai
ik baar nahi do baar nahi
sau baar deewana kar gayi re
mera kad ke kaalza
kaalza, kad ke kaalza le gayi re
mar gaya main logo

haaye milne ke bahane banane laga
mujhko mujhse hi churane laga
milne ke bahane banane laga
mujhko mujhse hi churane laga
mujhe deke nishani
shuru karke kahaani
mere naam pe aahein bhar gaya re
mera kad ke kaalza
kaalza, kad ke kaalza le gaya re
mar gayi main dekho

mera kad ke kaalza
kaalza, kad ke kaalza le gayi re
mar gaya main logo

A beauty, so salty and bright,
A beauty, a diamond in sight,
Her eyes, a silent, knowing plea,
Tore the soul from the depths of me,
My heart, ripped, a crimson tide,
She took it, and in her I died,
Dead, I am, my people see.

A handsome one, a lover so bold,
Oh, handsome, a story unfolds,
His eyes, a language I understand,
Tore the soul from my trembling hand,
My heart, ripped, a fiery grace,
He took it, and vanished without a trace,
Dead, I am, for all to behold.

When she nears, a whisper of grace,
My heart drums a frantic race,
When she nears, a sweet, tender art,
My heart beats a brand new start,
Not once, not twice, but a hundred times,
She drove me to love's delirious climes,
Tore the soul from the depths of me,
My heart, ripped, a crimson tide,
She took it, and in her I died,
Dead, I am, my people see.

He began to craft excuses to meet,
Stealing me from my own heartbeat,
He began to weave a delicate art,
Stealing me from my own heart,
He gave me a token, a whispered vow,
Started a story, right here, right now,
My name on his lips, a sigh, a plea,
Tore the soul from my grasp so free,
My heart, ripped, a fiery grace,
He took it, and vanished without a trace,
Dead, I am, for all to behold.

Tore the soul from the depths of me,
My heart, ripped, a crimson tide,
She took it, and in her I died,
Dead, I am, my people see.