mere angna mein kisi ka kya kam hai
mere angna mein kisi ka kya kam hai
jiski bibi kali uska bhi bada naam hai
jiski bibi kali uska bhi bada naam hai
aankh mein lgalo kjre ka kya kam hai
aankh mein lgalo kjre ka kya kam hai
jiski bibi lambi uska bhi bada naam hai
jiski bibi lambi uska bhi bada naam hai
diwar pe lgado sidhi ka kya kam hai
diwar pe lgado sidhi ka kya kam hai

jiski bibi thigni uska bhi bada naam hai
jiski bibi thigni uska bhi bada naam hai
godh mein khila lo baccho ka kya kam hai
godh mein khila lo baccho ka kya kam hai
jiski bibi motii uska bhi bada naam hai
jiski bibi motii uska bhi bada naam hai
palng pe sula do gadede ka kya kam hai
palng pe sula do gadede ka kya kam hai
mere angna mein kisi ka kya kam hai
mere angna mein kisi ka kya kam hai

What trespasses in my courtyard's grace?
What use has any soul in this sacred space?
Though her skin be night, her name ascends,
A whispered glory that never ends.

Why adorn the eye with shadowed art?
What matters most is what resides within the heart.
Though her form be long, her legend weaves,
A vibrant tapestry the spirit believes.

Why hang a disc upon the wall's embrace?
What truly matters is her life's inner pace.
Though her stature small, her essence bright,
Her renown shines, a beacon of light.

Why cradle a child in one's arms so near?
What triumphs is the love that banishes all fear.
Though her form be round, her spirit free,
Her reputation blooms for all to see.

Why use a mattress on a resting bed?
What's vital is the love that has been said.
What trespasses in my courtyard's grace?
What use has any soul in this sacred space?