o mammi mujhe gudiya si behna
chahiye jise mujhe bhaiya bhaiya
kehna chahiye o bhaiya kehna chahiye
o mammi mujhe gudiya si behna
chahiye jise mujhe bhaiya bhaiya
kehna chahiye bhaiya kehna chahiye
aage mai bhi hu mammi daddy piche chalenge mammi daddy
o mammi mujhe gudiya si behna
chahiye jise mujhe bhaiya bhaiya
kehna chahiye o bhaiya kehna chahiye

jab tere daddy pardesh jayenge
boby tere daddy pardesh jayenge
tere liye vaha se khilona layenge
jab tere daddy pardesh jayenge
tere liye vaha se khilona layenge
nakli khilona pardesh me mile asli behna to is desh me mile
kyo daddy maine thik kaha na you are absoulutly right my son
nakli khilona pardesh me mile asli behna to is desh me mile
sada hum sang sang rehna chaiye
jise mujhe bhaiya bhaiya kehna chahiye o bhaiya kehna chahiye
o mammi mujhe gudiya si behna
chahiye jise mujhe bhaiya bhaiya kehna chahiye

munne to jo devi ma ki pooja karega
tabhi tujhe maa se khilona milega
dekho na jab aye vo rakhi wala din
rakhsa mujhe karna meri pyari bahan ki
o mammi mujhe gudiya si behna
chahiye jise mujhe bhaiya bhaiya
kehna chahiye o bhaiya kehna chahiye

O Mother, a sister like a doll I crave,
One to call me "Brother," my heart to save,
"Brother" she'll call, and the joy will never fade.
O Mother, a sister like a doll I crave.
One to call me "Brother," my heart to save,
"Brother" she'll call, and the joy will never fade.
I will lead, Mother, and Father will follow,
O Mother, a sister like a doll I crave,
One to call me "Brother," my heart to save,
"Brother" she'll call, and the joy will never fade.

When Father journeys to lands far away,
Bobby, when Father journeys far away,
He'll bring a toy for you to play,
When Father journeys to lands far away,
He'll bring a toy for you to play.
False toys abroad, but a true sister's grace,
Is found in this land, in this sacred space.
Why, Daddy, have I spoken truth this day?
"You are absolutely right, my son," you say.
False toys abroad, but a true sister's grace,
In this dear land, we find our sacred place.
We must forever together remain,
One to call me "Brother," to ease the pain,
"Brother" she'll call, and the joy will never wane,
O Mother, a sister like a doll I crave,
One to call me "Brother," my heart to save.

Munne, you'll worship the Goddess divine,
Then Mother will bless you, a sister to be thine.
See, when Rakhi's day, so holy, descends,
Protect my dear sister, till the world ends.
O Mother, a sister like a doll I crave,
One to call me "Brother," my heart to save,
"Brother" she'll call, and the joy will never fade.