mehfil me aayiye
o mehfil me aayiye
najre milayiye, paan vaan khayiye
khushbu udayiye
magar janeman mere gore badan ko
khuda ke liye aise hath na lagayiye
kyuki, mori dehiya balam ki zamidari re
mori dehiya balam ki zamidari re

kaahe maare najar duniya sari re
kaahe maare najar duniya sari re
mori dehiya
mori dehiya balam ki zamidari re
mori dehiya balam ki zamidari re

jaisi ganga ki lahar aisa mera kora badan
jaisi ganga ki lahar aisa mera kora badan
jaisi ganga ki lahar
khila khila ye jawani ka khushgwar chaman
ye chaman uske kiye, ye badan wo hi chhue
mera dil maan chuka jisko ek baar sajan
karu sari umar tawedari re
karu sari umar
karu sari umar tawedari re
mori dehiya
mori dehiya balam ki zamidari re
mori dehiya balam ki zamidari re

mere shabab pe chalta kisi ka jor nahi
mere shabab pe
mere shabab pe chalta kisi ka jor nahi
main wo patang nahi jiski koi dor nahi
zamana mujh pe mare, fareb lakh kare
churale mujhse mujhe aisa koi chor nahi
kare balma meri pahredari re
kare balma
kare balma meri pahredari re
mori dehiya
mori dehiya balam ki zamidari re
kaahe maare najar duniya sari re
kaahe maare najar duniya sari re
mori dehiya
mori dehiya balam ki zamidari re
mori dehiya balam ki zamidari re

Come to the gathering,
Oh, come to the gathering,
Meet eyes, offer betel leaf,
Let fragrance fly.
But, my beloved, upon my pale flesh,
For God's sake, do not lay your hand,
For my body is my beloved's estate,
My body is my beloved's estate.

Why does the whole world cast its gaze?
Why does the whole world cast its gaze?
My body…
My body is my beloved's estate,
My body is my beloved's estate.

Like the Ganga's wave, so pure my body,
Like the Ganga's wave, so pure my body,
Like the Ganga's wave…
A blossoming, sweet garden of youth,
This garden is for him, this body only he shall touch,
My heart has surrendered to him once, my lover.
I shall serve him all my life,
I shall serve him all my life,
I shall serve him all my life,
My body…
My body is my beloved's estate,
My body is my beloved's estate.

No one holds sway over my youth,
Over my youth…
No one holds sway over my youth,
I am not a kite with no string.
The world may die for me, may offer a thousand deceits,
There is no thief to steal me away.
My beloved guards me,
My beloved…
My beloved guards me,
My body…
My body is my beloved's estate,
Why does the whole world cast its gaze?
Why does the whole world cast its gaze?
My body…
My body is my beloved's estate,
My body is my beloved's estate.