o banarsi babu kamar hai meri latoo
kamar meri latoo
kamar meri latoo ghumai du jo raja
ghumai do jo raja, ghumai du jo raja
to duniya ko pani pilai du o raja
to duniya ko pani pilai du o raja
kamar meri latoo

ye jo baithe huye hai
ye jo baithe huye hai
aankho aankho me chha janewala
banaras ke babu delhiwale lale
jara munh ko vo dho ke aaye
oh jara muh ko vo dho ke aaye
ye jawani ki boli lagane wale
khun apna hawas me jalaane wale
bhul jaye, bhul jaye kis pocket me
mai aanko ki kaichi chalayi du jo raja
to duniya ko pani pilai du o raja
to duniya ko pani pilai du o raja
kamar meri latoo

achchhe achchhe se pada hai mera paala
re achchhe achchhe se pada hai mera paala
dil walo ka nikala hai diwala
ek din mai baithi thi atariya
bhari dupahriya julfo ko bikhraye
oh tapta suraj pad gaya kala ghor andhere chaye
oh sare gaav me shor macha
oh sare gaav me shor macha haye haye gajab ho gaya
maine julfo pe daal di chunriya
maine julfo pe daal di chunriya
raat dhal gayi ho gayi dupahriya
lut jaoge oh lut jaoge mit jaoge
ye jaddu mai fir se dikhye du jo raja
to duniya ko pani pilai du o raja
to duniya ko pani pilai du o raja
kamar meri latoo
kamar meri latoo ghumai du jo raja
ghumai do jo raja, ghumai du jo raja
to duniya ko pani pilai du o raja
to duniya ko pani pilai du o raja
kamar meri latoo


lyrics type by : priya bhati

My waist, a spinning top, I swear,
My waist, a whirling, vibrant prayer.
Spin it, my king, I will,
Spin it, oh spin it,
And quench the world's thirst, I will,
Quench the world's thirst, I will.
My waist, a spinning top.

Those who sit there,
Those who sit there,
Eyes that cast shadows,
Benares' babus, Delhi's shadows,
Let them wash their faces,
Oh, let them wash their faces,
These who bid on youth's fleeting fire,
Who burn their blood in hungry desire,
They will forget, they will forget, in which pocket,
My eyes, I’ll unleash their cutting shears, my king,
And quench the world's thirst, I will,
Quench the world's thirst, I will.
My waist, a spinning top.

I've met the finest,
I've met the finest,
The hearts' traders, bankrupt now,
One day I sat upon the terrace,
In midday's fullness, hair unbound,
Oh, the burning sun turned black, darkness profound,
Oh, the whole village cried aloud,
Oh, the whole village cried aloud, Alas! A marvel!
I veiled my tresses then,
I veiled my tresses then,
Night passed, noon returned again,
You will be plundered, oh, you will be lost, you will perish,
This magic, I'll show it again, my king,
And quench the world's thirst, I will,
Quench the world's thirst, I will.
My waist, a spinning top.
My waist, a spinning top, I swear,
Spin it, my king, I will,
Spin it, oh spin it,
And quench the world's thirst, I will,
Quench the world's thirst, I will.
My waist, a spinning top.