kisne chhu liya ang ang dole
kisne chhu liya nazuk tan haye ram
ang ang dole kya karu lage ho sharam
kisne chhu liya nazuk tan haye ram
ang ang dole kya karu lage ho sharam

piya jo aaye wari jau wari jau
laaz sharam se balkhau balkhau
piya jo aaye wari jau wari jau
laaz sharam se balkhau balkhau
unse chori muskau muskau
unse chori muskau muskau
ghunghru chanke chanke payal chan chan
kisne chhu liya nazuk tan haye ram

sapne ko apna kehte nahi
apne ho saiya ya ho sapna koi
sapne ko apna kehte nahi
apne ho saiya ya ho sapna koi
ek tuk dekha hum kho gaye
jaane kyu hum toh tumhare ho gaye
jaane kyu hum toh tumhare ho gaye
kisne chhu liya nazuk tan haye ram
ang ang dole kya karu lage ho sharam

jiya kahe machale kahe tadpu
jaane kyu tan yu haule dole
jiya kahe machale kahe tadpu
jaane kyu tan yu haule dole
kya koi jaadu tune kiya
khaye jo ye manwa hichkole
khaye jo ye manwa hichkole
kisne chhu liya nazuk tan haye ram
ang ang dole kya karu lage ho sharam
kisne chhu liya nazuk tan haye ram

Whose touch, a tremor through limb and bone,
Whose touch, upon flesh so tender, alas, my Ram?
Each part quivers, what to do, shame's blush?
Whose touch, upon flesh so tender, alas, my Ram?
Each part quivers, what to do, shame's blush?

When my love arrives, I offer all, I offer all,
With shyness and grace, I sway, I sway.
When my love arrives, I offer all, I offer all,
With shyness and grace, I sway, I sway.
Stealing smiles, stealing smiles at him,
Stealing smiles, stealing smiles at him.
Anklets chime, the payals sing,
Whose touch, upon flesh so tender, alas, my Ram?

A dream, we claim it not as our own,
Are you my love, or just a dream unknown?
A dream, we claim it not as our own,
Are you my love, or just a dream unknown?
One glimpse, and lost, utterly lost,
Why, oh why, have I become yours, at any cost?
Why, oh why, have I become yours, at any cost?
Whose touch, upon flesh so tender, alas, my Ram?
Each part quivers, what to do, shame's blush?

My heart yearns, why does it ache?
Why does my body quiver, gentle and awake?
My heart yearns, why does it ache?
Why does my body quiver, gentle and awake?
What sorcery have you employed?
That my mind rocks and is well-enjoyed.
That my mind rocks and is well-enjoyed.
Whose touch, upon flesh so tender, alas, my Ram?
Each part quivers, what to do, shame's blush?
Whose touch, upon flesh so tender, alas, my Ram?