jigi jigi jigna re jigi jigi jigna
hey jhule re jhule re jhul jhul jhul jhule hey hey ha aa
mera rup mera rang mere chalne ka dang
mera ek ek ang jaise udati patang hai
kahi tujhpe malang kare ankhiyo ki dang
meri bholi si jawani in aasiqo se tang hai
koi takta najr, koi deta hai jigar
koi aahe bar bar mujhko pukarta
kahi tujhsa dekha na koi tujhsa harjayi
jo andar se marta hai upar se marta
are kaisa tu mard jo hai dil ka sard
uth himmat dikha jara samne to aa aa aa re aa aa aa

ari daai inch ki kamar hai teri aur pandrah gaj ka lahanga
chil gayi kamar bos ki aisi to ye soda padega mahanga
re ise patli kamar me na dal ke lahanga khisak jayega
ise patli kamar me na dhal ke lahanga khisak jayega
teri kamar ka najuk saal teri kamar ka najuk saal
uspe tu chale mor ki chal ke lahanga khisak jayega
ise patli kamar me na dhal ke lahanga khisak jayega
are jare jare dil ko jara sambhal nahi to dil michak jayega
are jare jare dil ko jara sambhal nahi to dil michak jayega
mai samajh gayi teri chal mai samajh gayi teri chal
ja buri najar na dhal nahi to dil nahi to dil michak jayega
ja buri najar na dhal nahi to dil michak jayega

najar hai duniya ki buri jara sambhal ke rahna sanwari
najar hai duniya ki buri o jara sambhal ke rahna sanwari
sambhalna me rahna aata hai are tu kyu jal jal jata hai
yu dil na todo meri aji tum picha chhod o
meri jaan idhar to aa ja, are hath ja ja
isse kar de kisi ke naam roop tera dhalak jayega
isse kar de kisi ke naam roop tera dhalak jayega
ja buri najar na dhalnahi to dil michak jayega

bol de kya chahta hai tu are milne kise aata hai tu
bol de kya chahta hai tu are milne kise aata hai tu
are chahta hu didar ko milne aaya yar ko
kisne bhulaya, o tujhe lene aaya
agar mai shor machau, utha le jau jau
gahara jo julf ka jal jal me atak jayega
gahara jo julf ka jal jal me atak jayega
ise patli kamar me na dhal ke lahanga khisak jayega
are hath rok na rahe, dhal baho me bahe

mai ungali pe nacha du, tere chakke chhuda du
teri yaha dhal gale na, tera bhi jor chale na
mera gussa bura hai, mera ghusa bura hai
laga kar hath to dekho, chhuda kar hath to dekhe
bahut dekhe hai aise, na dekhe mere jaise
tere jaise hai kaise mere jaise hai aise aise aise ha

Jigi Jigi Jigna Re, Jigi Jigi Jigna Re
Hey Jhule Re, Jhule Re, Jhul Jhul Jhul Jhule Hey, Hey, Haa Aah

My form, my hue, the way I stride,
Each limb, a kite upon the tide.
Some, love-struck, gaze with eyes so bold,
Some, with wicked glances, stories told.
My youth, so innocent, a weary prize,
From lovers' hunger, veiled in sighs.
Some watch, some yearn, their hearts laid bare,
Some call to me, in mournful prayer.
I've seen no heart like yours, so wild and free,
One who dies within, and slays for glee.
Oh, how can you be a man, your heart so cold?
Arise, find courage, step forth, be bold!

Your waist, a mere two and a half inches wide,
Your skirt, fifteen yards, a flowing pride.
If it catches on a thorn, the price will be high,
Don't put a skirt on that waist, it will slip and fly.
Your tender age, a fragile bloom,
Your walk, a peacock's dance, sealed by doom.
Don't put a skirt on that waist, it will slip and fly.
Your age, a fragile bloom.

Oh, guard your heart, lest it be crushed and broken,
Oh, guard your heart, lest it be crushed and broken.
I understand your game, I see your design,
Don't cast your evil eye, or the heart will decline.
Don't cast your evil eye, or the heart will decline.

The world's gaze is wicked, be cautious, my love,
The world's gaze is wicked, be cautious, my love.
To be wary is my way, why does your spirit burn?
Don't break my heart, my dear, leave me alone, return!
Come closer, my love, oh come close and see,
Give your beauty to another, your form will flee.
Give your beauty to another, your form will flee.
Don't cast your evil eye, or the heart will decline.

Speak, what do you desire? Who is it you seek?
Speak, what do you desire? Who is it you seek?
I yearn for your gaze, to meet my beloved,
Who called you here? I came to take you above!
If I raise a cry, I will carry you away,
Into the deep, the snare of your hair will stay.
Into the deep, the snare of your hair will stay.
Don't put a skirt on that waist, it will slip and fly.
Hold your hand, embrace, my arms entwine.

I will dance you on my finger, make you fall,
Your plot won't succeed, your strength won't call.
My anger is fierce, my fist a decree,
Touch me and see, then try to flee.
I've seen many like you, none quite so grand,
Like you? How like me? Such, such, such a band!