imli si khatti hu main, mithi gud bheli si
are khush hu to jalibi hu
par gusse me hu bhaji kareli ki

imli si khatti hu main, mithi gud bheli si
khush hu to jalibi hu
par gusse me hu bhaji kareli ki

are dil chuhedani, mere baal machherdani
mere nain surmedaani rasiya
tujhe pyar main karna sikhla du
han kisi pe marna sikhla du
mere panw ke ghungru kahte hain
koi panw se humko lipta le
are tu bhi aaja jhatpat
seene se mere lipat, khatpat chhod piya
tujhe pyar main karna hu hu hu
han kisi pe marna hu hu hu hu
mere panw ke ghungru kahte hain

Like tamarind, I am sour,
A sweet jaggery's tender hour.
Joyful, I am a swirling sweet,
But in anger, bitter like bitter gourd, I meet.

Like tamarind, I am sour,
A sweet jaggery's tender hour.
Joyful, a sweet spiral I become,
But in anger, bitter gourd's kingdom.

My heart, a mousetrap's hold,
My hair, a mosquito net, of old.
My eyes, kohl's dark, alluring shrine,
Lover, I'll teach love's divine.
Yes, teach you how to die, for love's sake,
My anklets sing, a lover's ache.
Let someone bind to my dancing feet,
Come, hurry, and to my chest, sweetly meet,
Forget all discord, my beloved dear,
I'll teach you love, year after year.
Yes, to die for love, I'll reveal.
My anklets echo, what I feel.