are are are are hoy ladaki gali ki
ladaki gali ki le gai dekho mera dil
bin punchhe bin mange joti se fasakar
resham si julfo ki dori se
ladaka gali ka
ladaka gali ka le gaya dekho mera dil
bin punchhe bin mange jori se lagakar
baato mein raato mein chori se
ladaki gali ki le gai dekho mera dil
bin punchhe bin mange joti se fasakar
resham si julfo ki dori se
ladaka gali ka le gaya dekho mera dil
bin punchhe bin mange jori se lagakar
baato mein raato mein chori se

premi wo kaya jo dil mangata hai
premi wo kaya jo dil mangata hai
punchh ke koun kiske dil mein jhankata hai
kuchh mujhse ho ho mat kahana ho ho
kuchh mujhse mat kahana takareye jab naina
apne aap mera dil dhadka
ladaka gali ka le gaya dekho mera dil
bin punchhe bin mange jori se lagakar
baato mein raato mein chori se

kaahe tu naam leta hai mera
kaahe tu naam leta hai mera
dosh ye mera hai na ye dosh tera
na maine han han sulgai ho ho
na maine sulgai na tune bhadkai
apne aap hai ye aag bhadaki
ladaki gali ki le gai dekho mera dil
bin punchhe bin mange joti se fasakar
resham si julfo ki dori se

gori kyun tera dil dar raha hai
gori kyun tera dil dar raha hai
sara jamana yahi baate kar raha hai
jab tare han han khilate hai ho ho
jab tare khilate hai chhup chhup ke milate hai
ganv ka ladki shahar ka ladka
ladaka gali ka le gaya dekho mera dil
bin punchhe bin mange jori se lagakar
baato mein raato mein chori se
fasakar resham si julfo ki dori se

Oh, the girl of the lane, oh!
She stole my heart, you see,
Without a question, without a plea,
Entangled me with silken decree,
Of tresses, she held me.

The boy of the lane, oh!
He stole my heart, you see,
Without a question, without a plea,
Entangled me with whispered decree,
In tales of the night, secretly.

The girl of the lane, oh!
She stole my heart, you see,
Without a question, without a plea,
Entangled me with silken decree,
Of tresses, she held me.

The boy of the lane, oh!
He stole my heart, you see,
Without a question, without a plea,
Entangled me with whispered decree,
In tales of the night, secretly.

What lover seeks the heart's demand?
What lover seeks the heart's command?
Who asks to gaze within the soul?
Don’t you dare, oh, speak of me and you!
Don’t you dare, collide the eyes anew,
My heart beats, a rhythm true.

The boy of the lane, oh!
He stole my heart, you see,
Without a question, without a plea,
Entangled me with whispered decree,
In tales of the night, secretly.

Why do you call my name so often?
Why do you call my name so often?
The fault is mine, no fault of yours,
I did not set the fire ablaze!
I did not start, nor you the craze,
The fire, it burned on its own phase.

The girl of the lane, oh!
She stole my heart, you see,
Without a question, without a plea,
Entangled me with silken decree,
Of tresses, she held me.

Why does your heart, fair one, tremble so?
Why does your heart, fair one, tremble so?
The whole world knows the things we do.
When stars, oh, bloom, in the night's embrace,
When stars bloom, in hidden, meet in place,
The village girl, the city boy,
The boy of the lane, oh!
He stole my heart, you see,
Without a question, without a plea,
Entangled me with whispered decree,
In tales of the night, secretly,
Held by silken decree.