are ho aao re aai re main to aai
gidiya vali nar nirali dekho dulhaniyan matvali
milne ke liye muniyan laai chunne ke liye chuniyan
lal khiloune aise jisko sekh dang ho duniyan
ae bhaiya chori na karna re maiya jori na karna
gadbad na karna re bachho pura dhyan lagana
chham chham nachegi ae duniyan main gaungi gana

le lo ji le lo ji gidiya vado ki hai ye pudiya
raste pe khadi khadi nache ye ghadi ghadi
pal chhin bajaye chudiyan
le lo ji le lo ji gidiya

ho ladake kyun jiya tera dhadke
khada hai kyun akad ke kya paisa tu laya re
jeb khali surat hai nirali bana hai tu mavali
kyun man bharmaya re
meri gidiya chhabeli rangili badi
dekho pahane huye motiyo ki ladi
mujhe duniyan mein sabase ye mahangi padi
gori gori gori gori
kamar mein bandhi dori
dulhan lage gori dhinak dhin dha
le lo ji le lo ji gidiya

nanhe munhe idhar udhar thumak thumak dole
gori mori ghunghat ka pat khole ye na tole
hoy nanhe munhe idhar udhar thumak thumak dole
gori mori ghunghat ka pat khole ye na tole
laj aaye re naina joban pade
phut ke halke galke meri phuljhadi
dekho parde mein mukhda chhupaye khadi
dhire dhire dhire dhire babuji muskana
najar na lagana najuk si gudiya
le lo ji le lo ji gidiya

Here I come, I come, I have arrived,
A doll-bride, a maiden so alive!
For reunion, she brings a flock,
To choose, she offers fabrics to unlock.
Red toys that make the world amazed,
Oh brother, do not steal, be not crazed,
Mother, do not plead, do not make a mess,
Children, focus, nothing less.
The world will dance, *chham-chham* it sways,
I will sing my song through all the days.

Take her, take her, this doll of promises,
She dances and waits on life's abysses,
Her bangles chime with every beat,
Take her, take her, the doll so sweet.

Why does your heart, boy, pound so fast?
Why stand so stiff, the moment passed?
Did you bring money, tell me true?
Empty pockets, but a face brand new?
Why does your mind so foolishly roam?
My doll, so lovely, a colourful home.
See her wearing pearls, a precious sight,
More precious to me than day or night.
Fair, fair, so fair,
A ribbon in her hair.
The bride looks fair, *dhinak dhin dha*,
Take her, take her, the doll will draw.

Little ones, here and there, they sway,
My fair one lifts her veil this day,
She does not weigh, they will not stay.
Little ones, here and there, they sway,
My fair one lifts her veil this day,
She does not weigh, they will not stay.
Shame comes to eyes, youth's face to see,
A firecracker’s light, she sets me free.
Behind the curtain, her face concealed,
Slowly, slowly, father, be revealed,
Do not stare, don’t look this way,
A fragile doll, come what may,
Take her, take her, the doll's display.