teer se mare na talwar se mare
palke jhukake kajre ki dhaar se mare
oh chhori gori gori dekhe chori chori
oh chhori gori gori dekhe chori chori
khilne lage hai gul phute chamili ke
gul phute chamili ke
nakhre bade hai teri tikhi saheli ke
teri tikhi saheli ke
khilne lage hai gul phute chamili ke
gul phute chamili ke
nakhre bade hai teri tikhi saheli ke
teri tikhi saheli ke

dekho ye diwana oh dala mujhpe dana
dekho ye diwana oh dala mujhpe dana
girne lage hai sare pate chinaro se
sare pate chinaro se
rabba bachcha le muhje aise kunwaro se
muhje aise kunwaro se
girne lage hai sare pate chinaro se
sare pate chinaro se
rabba bachcha le muhje aise kunwaro se
muhje aise kunwaro se

ankho me sapno kaa kajal, hatho me chahat ke heena
mano ya naa mano yaro isane mere dil ko chhina
ja re ja re ja naa jiya jala re
ja re ja re ja naa jiya jala re
oh dekho jee dekho kaj tuta hai darji kaa
kaj tuta hai darji ka
dil hai mera nahi teri hi marji ka
nahi teri hi marji ka
dekho jee dekho kaj tuta hai darji kaa
kaj tuta hai darji ka
dil hai mera nahi teri hi marji ka
nahi teri hi marji ka
jao jao koi jao isko tum itna bata do
ye samajhta khud ko hero aaina isko dikha do
ye phulo ki dali hai lagti bholi bhali
ye phulo ki dali hai lagti bholi bhali

hire ka nag dekho chamke anguthi se
dekho chamke anguthi se
isne churaya dil koi puchho na jhuthi se
koi puchho na jhuthi se
hire ka nag dekho chamke anguthi se
dekho chamke anguthi se
isne churaya dil koi puchho na jhuthi se
koi puchho na jhuthi se
girne lage hai sare pate chinaro se
sare pate chinaro se
rabba bachcha le muhje aise kunwaro se
muhje aise kunwaro se
khilne lage hai gul phute chamili ke
gul phute chamili ke
nakhre bade hai teri tikhi saheli ke
teri tikhi saheli ke
oh chhori gori gori dekhe chori chori
dekho ye diwana oh dala mujhpe dana
oh chhori gori gori dekhe chori chori
dekho ye diwana oh dala mujhpe dana

Not by arrows, nor by swords they strike,
But with lowered lashes, a kohl-lined dike.
Oh, fair maiden, fair of face, watching sly,
Blooms unfurl, jasmine flowers lie.
Jasmine flowers lie.
Her sharp-tongued friend, with pride so high,
With pride so high.
Blooms unfurl, jasmine flowers lie.
Jasmine flowers lie.
Her sharp-tongued friend, with pride so high,
With pride so high.

See, this madman, he casts his bait,
Falling leaves from the plane trees wait.
From the plane trees wait.
God, save me from such reckless state,
From such reckless state.
Falling leaves from the plane trees wait.
From the plane trees wait.
God, save me from such reckless state,
From such reckless state.

In her eyes, a dream's kohl, in her hands, henna's art,
Believe it, friends, she stole my heart.
Go, go away, don't burn my soul,
Go, go away, don't burn my soul.
Oh, look, the tailor's thread is torn,
The tailor's thread is torn.
My heart is hers, to her will born,
To her will born.
Oh, look, the tailor's thread is torn,
The tailor's thread is torn.
My heart is hers, to her will born,
To her will born.
Go, go, someone, tell her this,
She thinks herself a hero, show her the abyss.
She's a garland of flowers, innocent she seems.

See the diamond gleam, from the ring's hold,
From the ring's hold.
She stole a heart, ask not the tale she's told,
The tale she's told.
See the diamond gleam, from the ring's hold,
From the ring's hold.
She stole a heart, ask not the tale she's told,
The tale she's told.
Falling leaves from the plane trees wait,
From the plane trees wait.
God, save me from such reckless state,
From such reckless state.
Blooms unfurl, jasmine flowers lie,
Jasmine flowers lie.
Her sharp-tongued friend, with pride so high,
With pride so high.
Oh, fair maiden, fair of face, watching sly,
See, this madman, he casts his bait.