mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi, gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
o mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi, gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
o mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi

sakhiyo se naina milaaye bhala kaise
milaaye bhala kaise
sakhiyo se naina milaaye bhala kaise
milaaye bhala kaise
shaadi ki masti me jhume hai aise
shaadi ki masti me jhume hai aise
jaise jhume nashe me sharaabi, sharaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
o mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi, gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
o mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi

kisko sunaati hai panghat ki raaniya
panghat ki raaniya
kisko sunaati hai panghat ki raaniya
panghat ki raaniya
bhabhi se karti mai apni kahaaniya
bhabhi se karti mai apni kahaaniya
aisi chaalo ko jaane hai bhabhi
aisi chaalo ko jaane hai bhabhi
o ho ji mori bhaabhi ke gaal gulaabi
o mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi, gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
o mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi

din ko chain na, raat ko nindiya
buri birah ki ghadiya
ghadi ghadi ginti hai gori
piya milan ki ghadiya
mori bhabhi gajab ki hisaabi
mori bhabhi gajab ki hisaabi, hisaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
o mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi, gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
o mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi, gulaabi
mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi
o mori bhabhi ke gaal gulaabi

Her cheeks, a blush of dawn, a rose unfurled,
Her cheeks, a blush of dawn.
Oh, her cheeks, a blush of rose, a world,
Her cheeks, a blush of dawn.

How can she meet the gaze of friends so near?
How can she meet their eyes?
Lost in the wedding's joy, she sheds a tear,
Lost, as in a drunken paradise.
Like a drunkard, lost in wine's embrace,
Her cheeks, a blush of dawn.
Oh, her cheeks, a blush of rose, a place,
Her cheeks, a blush of dawn.

To whom do the water-bearers confide?
To whom do they their tales impart?
To her, I whisper, with nothing to hide,
To her, I pour out my heart.
She understands these secrets that I keep,
Oh, my love's cheeks, a blush of dawn.
Oh, her cheeks, a blush of rose, a sleep,
Her cheeks, a blush of dawn.

No peace by day, no sleep by night,
By longing, wounded and forlorn.
Each moment, longing for the light,
Each hour, for her love's return.
My love, she's a master of such schemes,
My love's a matchless strategist,
Her cheeks, a blush of dawn.
Oh, her cheeks, a blush of rose, of dreams,
Her cheeks, a blush of dawn.
Her cheeks, a blush of dawn, a rose unfurled,
Her cheeks, a blush of dawn.
Oh, her cheeks, a blush of rose, a world,
Her cheeks, a blush of dawn.