mere dil ke lifafe pe
mere dil ke lifafe pe
tu banke ticket lag ja
o gori o gori banke ticket lag ja
o mere dil ke ticket pe raja
o mere dil ke ticket pe raja
tu banke mohar lag ja
ho raja o raja banke mohar lag ja hoye

daakkhana ban jau mai
aji daakkhana ban jau mai
tu ban ja toofan mail
paar karenge prem ke station
paar karenge prem ke station
chalegi frontiear mail, haa chalegi frontiear mail
na na mai bhejungi prem ki paati
na na mai bhejungi prem ki paati
tumko by email
mere ghar ke pate pe raja
o mere ghar ke pate pe raja
tu banke dakiya aa ho raja
o raaja banke dakiya aa
mere dil ke lifafe pe
haaye mere dil ke lifafe pe
tu banke ticket lag ja
o gori o gori banke ticket lag ja

berang dil ka lifafa na ho
aji berang dil ka lifafa na ho
hoga ji fir jurmana
tere aur mere pyar ka duniya
tere aur mere pyar ka duniya
padh legi afsana
are re re fir band hoga
are re re fir band hoga
ghar me tera aana jana
pehle bapu se puchh le pyare
o pehle bapu se puchh le pyare
fir duniya se darna kya ho raja
o raaja duniya se darna kya
mere dil ke lifaafe pe
ho mere dil ke lifaafe pe
tu banke ticket lag ja
o gori o gori tu banke ticket lag ja

Upon my heart's envelope,
become the stamp, my love, adhere.
Oh maiden, oh maiden, stamp my soul,
upon my heart's ticket, King, appear.
Oh my heart's ticket, King, my prize,
become the seal, and make it clear.
Oh King, oh King, a royal seal.

A post office I shall become,
yes, a post office, I shall be.
You be the storm-swept mail, my sun,
across love's stations, you and me.
Across love's stations we shall run,
the Frontier Mail will set us free, yes, it will be.
No, no, I'll send love's missive,
no, no, I'll send love's decree.
To you, by email, I implore,
to my home's address, my destiny.
Oh to my home's address, my King,
become the postman, come to me.
Oh King, oh King, the postman be.
Upon my heart's envelope,
upon my heart's envelope,
become the stamp, and set me free.
Oh maiden, oh maiden, stamp me.

A colorless heart's envelope, no,
a colorless heart's envelope, no.
There'll be fines, and heavy dues.
The world will read of our love,
the world will read our rendezvous.
Oh, it will read our love's sweet lore,
then your visits will be through.
First ask your father, dear,
oh, first ask your father, it is true.
Then what is there to fear, my King?
Oh King, what is there to fear for you?
Upon my heart's envelope,
upon my heart's envelope,
become the stamp, and make it new.
Oh maiden, oh maiden, stamp me too.