mujhe pyar sabse zara zara koi gora ho ya savra
mujhe pyar sabse zara zara koi gora ho ya savra
mujhe pyar sabse zara zara koi gora ho ya savra
are saiyya aare meraa mann bhavra meraa tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra

mujhe pyar sabse zara zara koi gora ho ya savra
mujhe pyar sabse zara zara koi gora ho ya savra
are saiyya aare mera mann bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra

mai bijli chamki chamki mai badli chhalki chhalki
mai pagli behki behki hai
yeh pyar hain ya vaar hain jina marna dushwar hain
nazre hain ya talwar hain saanse hain ya angar hain
yeh rom rom ki pyas hain yeh jom bada hi khas hain
are saiyya aare mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra

dibar ki dekho masti hai jaise rab pe hasti
ambar se leke dharti chaye mann pyar pe bejar hain
tan marne ko taiyyar hain chahat kaa yeh sansar hain
dhoka yaha har bar hain are aare aare bawre
are aake baiyyan tham re are saiyya aare
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra

mujhe pyar sabse zara zara koi gora ho ya savra
mujhe pyar sabse zara zara koi gora ho ya savra
are saiyya aare mera mann bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra
mera man bhavra mera tan bhavra

Love is whispered, a tender decree, for fair skin or shadows deep,
Love is whispered, a tender decree, for fair skin or shadows deep,
Love is whispered, a tender decree, for fair skin or shadows deep.
Oh, Beloved, come! My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom, you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.

Love is whispered, a tender decree, for fair skin or shadows deep,
Love is whispered, a tender decree, for fair skin or shadows deep.
Oh, Beloved, come! My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom, you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.

I am lightning, a flash and gleam; I am a cloud, a spilling dream.
I am wild, I'm lost to reason, yes!
Is this love or a war's cruel sting? To live and die, a suffering.
Are they glances or blades so keen? Are breaths or embers, burning sheen?
This thirst that runs through every vein, this fire that knows no gain.
Oh, Beloved, come! My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom, you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.

My darling's joy, a boundless show, as if laughing at the glow
Of the heavens and the earth below, a heart's disdain for love's own throes.
The body's ready to die, you see, for this world of yearning decree.
Deception's here, eternally, oh come, oh come, you crazy me!
Come and hold my arms and hands, oh Beloved, come!
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.
Love is whispered, a tender decree, for fair skin or dawning light.

Love is whispered, a tender decree, for fair skin or dawning light.
Oh, Beloved, come! My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom, you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.
My soul, a bee; my body, the bloom you keep.