lagat najar tori chhaliya more gore badan ko
lagat najar tori chhaliya more gore badan ko
kart ratiya chori kart ratiya chori
chhedo na raja chhodo ji palla
dekho ji balma gir jaye chhalla
aaj suhaga ki raat suhani
jaagi hai ab prit purani
khelu tumhare sang hori
chhaliya more gore badan ko
khelu tumhare sang hori
chhaliya more gore badan ko
lagat najar tori chhaliya more gore badan ko

chand chhupa hai ab na daro ji
man me hai wo bat kaho ri
chand chhupa hai ab na daro ji
man me hai wo bat kaho ri
saiya jo baiya marori
chhaliya more gore badan ko
saiya jo baiya marori
chhaliya more gore badan ko
lagat najar tori chhaliya more gore badan ko

chhedo na raja chhodo ji palla
dekho ji balma gir jaye chhalla
chhedo na raja chhodo ji palla
dekho ji balma gir jaye chhalla
kahe sambhale laj ghunghat ki
prit judi hai anter pat ki
mano mijajan mano hathili
mano mijajan mano hathili
jao kahe bar jori
chhaliya more gore badan ko
jao kahe bal jori chhaliya more gore badan ko
lagat najar tori chhaliya more gore badan ko

Your gaze, a thief, upon my fair skin,
Your gaze, a thief, upon my fair skin,
Stealing the night, stealing the night,
A thief upon my fair skin.
Your gaze, a thief, upon my fair skin.
Tonight, the auspicious night is sweet,
Old love awakens, can't be beat.
I'll play Holi with you, my heart's kin,
A thief upon my fair skin.
I'll play Holi with you, my heart's kin,
A thief upon my fair skin.
Your gaze, a thief, upon my fair skin.

The moon hides, fear not, my dear,
Speak the thoughts your heart holds here.
The moon hides, fear not, my dear,
Speak the thoughts your heart holds here.
As my love entwines my arm so near,
A thief upon my fair skin.
As my love entwines my arm so near,
A thief upon my fair skin.
Your gaze, a thief, upon my fair skin.

Don't tease me, King, release my shawl,
See, my love, my ring might fall.
Don't tease me, King, release my shawl,
See, my love, my ring might fall.
Why guard the blush behind the veil?
Love is woven, a heart's travail.
Believe me, stubborn one, believe,
Believe me, stubborn one, believe.
Why force a love, a battle's roar?
A thief upon my fair skin.
Why force a love, a battle's roar?
A thief upon my fair skin.
Your gaze, a thief, upon my fair skin.