oye tauba oye tauba oye tauba kya aawaz hai
hey hey ho ho
kya husn hai kya umrr hai kya naaj hai
oye tauba oye tauba kya aawaj hai
kya husn hai kya umrr hai kya naaz hai
oye tauba oye tauba kya aawaz hai
kya husn hai

na sur na taal jaruri hai na bol na chal jaruri hai
na sur na taal jaruri hai na bol na chal jaruri hai
bas ek kamal jaruri hai yeh solwa saal jaruri hai
solave saal ka dekho kya andaj hai
kya husn hai kya umrr hai kya naaz hai
oye tauba oye tauba kya aawaz hai kya husn hai

ladki hai ya sarangi hai sarangi nahi naarangi hai
sarangi narangi
ladki hai ya sarangi hai sarangi nahi narangi hai
ik rang nahi satrangi hai oy jaisi bhi hai changi hai
khula nahi jo ab tak yeh woh raaz hai
kya husn hai kya umrr hai kya naaz hai
oye tauba oye tauba kya aawaz hai kya husn hai

yeh kehne se kab gati hai jab gati hai tab gati hai
yeh kehne se kab gati hai jab gati hai tab gati hai
thumri thumri sab gati hai khush hoti hai jab gati hai
ab yeh kaise gaye abb naraz hai
kya husn hai kya umrr hai kya naaj hai
oye tauba oye tauba kya aawaz hai
oye tauba oye tauba kya aawaz hai
oye tauba oye tauba kya aawaz hai
oye tauba oye tauba kya aawaz hai
oye tauba oye tauba kya aawaz hai
o soniyo o makhana o aaja o aaja

Oh, repent, oh, repent, a voice divine,
Heh, heh, ho, ho,
Such beauty, youth, and grace that intertwine.
Oh, repent, oh, repent, a voice divine,
Such beauty, youth, and grace that shine.
Oh, repent, oh, repent, a voice divine,
Such beauty.

No rhythm, no measure, no words need be,
No gait, no discourse, for us to see,
Only perfection, a necessity,
This sixteenth year, our destiny,
Observe its style, its artistry.
Such beauty, youth, and grace eternally.
Oh, repent, oh, repent, a voice divine, such beauty.

A girl, or a Sarangi, yet not the stringed grace,
A girl, or a Sarangi, a spectrum to embrace,
Like a rainbow, in every space,
Whatever she is, she's in her place,
The secret, still veiled, time and space,
Such beauty, youth, and grace we chase.
Oh, repent, oh, repent, a voice divine, such beauty.

She sings not at command, but at her own pace,
She sings not at command, but at her own pace,
Thumri, Thumri, a joyful trace,
Happy, content, in her embrace,
Now, how to sing, her spirit's to replace?
Such beauty, youth, and grace to grace.
Oh, repent, oh, repent, a voice divine,
Oh, repent, oh, repent, a voice divine,
Oh, repent, oh, repent, a voice divine,
Oh, repent, oh, repent, a voice divine,
Oh, repent, oh, repent, a voice divine,
Oh, sonio, oh, makhna, oh, come, oh, come.