logo suno suno, haye haye suno suno
logo suno tum meri jubani, panch unglio ki hai ye kahani
logo suno suno, haye haye suno suno
logo suno tum meri jubani, panch unglio ki hai ye kahani
panch unglio ki hai ye kahani, ye pahli ungli hai sabse pyari
ye pahli ungli hai sabse pyari, deti hai, leti hai
deti hai, leti hai, deti hai jab dil koi kawari
isme pahne wo, pahane isme wo, isme pahne wo piya ki nishani
panch unglio ki hai ye kahani, logo suno suno, haye haye suno suno
logo suno tum meri jubani, panch unglio ki hai ye kahani

kya kam hai dusari ungli ka, bhala kya kam hai dusari ungli ka
ise lagaye mathe pe tika, ise lagaye mathe pe tika
jab ran me utre, ran me jab utre, utre jab ran me jhansi
ki rani, panch unglio ki hai ye kahani
logo suno suno, haye haye suno suno
logo suno tum meri jubani, panch unglio ki hai ye kahani

tisari ungli se bachke rahana, tisari ungli se bachke rahana
ab to kaha ye phir na kahana, ab to kaha ye phir na kahana
sharam se ho gayi, sharam se haye haye, sharam se ho gayi
mai pani pani, panch unglio ki hai ye kahani
logo suno suno, haye haye suno suno
logo suno tum meri jubani, panch unglio ki hai ye kahani

is chothi ungli ka khel sara, is se kiya jata hai ishara
is chothi ungli ka khel sara, is se kiya jata hai ishara
aage na puchho, puchho na aage, aage na puchho to maharbani
panch unglio ki hai ye kahani
logo suno suno, haye haye suno suno
logo suno tum meri jubani, panch unglio ki hai ye kahani

baki bacha kya ye ek angutha, arey, baki bacha kya ye ek angutha
jisko dikhaya wo humse rutha, jisko dikhaya wo humse rutha
dushman bana haye, dushman haye haye, dushman bana pal me
dil ka jane, panch unglio ki hai ye kahani
logo suno suno, haye haye suno suno
logo suno tum meri jubani, panch unglio ki hai ye kahani
panch unglio ki hai ye kahani

Hearken, oh hear, a tale to impart,
Listen, dear ones, to the words of my heart.
A story unfolds, of five fingers' art,
Hearken, oh hear, a tale to impart.

Of these five, the first, most cherished and near,
It gives and receives, banishes fear.
It gives and receives, when a maiden's heart's clear,
Adorned with a love, a treasure held dear.

The second, what purpose does it possess?
This finger that marks, a holy caress.
Upon the forehead, a mark to profess,
When Jhansi's brave queen, her valor expressed.

Beware of the third, a lesson to heed,
Lest you later exclaim, "I did not foresee!"
With shame I am drowned, in oceans I bleed,
Five fingers' story, a heart's desperate need.

The fourth plays a game, a signal it sends,
With gestures it speaks, where the meaning transcends.
Ask not further, for where this all ends,
Five fingers' story, on which life depends.

And last, the thumb, what remains to be told?
To show it, a rift, a story of old.
Friend turned to foe, a heart turned cold,
Five fingers' story, a tale to unfold.