pyari bole bulbul padosan bole kauwa
aiyo aiyo kauwa
pyari bole bulbul padosan bole kauwa
kisi ka mai chaila kisi ke liye hauwa
pyari bole bulbul padosan bole kauwa
kisi ka mai chaila kisi ke liye hauwa
kisi ke liye hauwa

dil apna apna pasand apni apni
dil apna apna pasand apni apni
koi khaye laddu kisi ko bhaye chatni
o koi khaye laddu kisi ko bhaye chatni
koi bane raja ha
koi bane raja chadake ek pauwa
kisi ka mai chaila kisi ke liye hauwa
pyari bole bulbul padosan bole kauwa
kisi ka mai chaila kisi ke liye hauwa
kisi ke liye hauwa hauwa

jake phir na aaya zamana wo gulabi
jake phir na aaya zamana wo gulabi
uth gayi haye re wo mehfil nawabi
uth gayi haye re wo mehfil nawabi
mara mara ghumo u
mara mara ghume bechara lakh nauwa
kisi ka mai chaila kisi ke liye hauwa
pyari bole bulbul padosan bole kauwa
kisi ka mai chaila kisi ke liye hauwa
kisi ke liye hauwa

aankh walo aankho pe karo na bharosa
aankh walo aankho pe karo na bharosa
mano ya na mano pyare duniya hai dhokha
mano ya na mano pyare duniya hai dhokha
udta hai jab tak ha
udta hai jab tak uda lo kan kauwa
kisi ka mai chaila kisi ke liye hauwa
pyari bole bulbul padosan bole kauwa
kisi ka mai chaila kisi ke liye hauwa
kisi ke liye hauwa

The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
Ayyo Ayyo, the crow!
The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow.
The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow,
For others, a scarecrow.

Each heart has its own desire, its own delight,
Each heart has its own desire, its own delight,
Some feast on sweets, others crave chutney's bite.
Oh, some feast on sweets, others crave chutney's bite.
Some become kings, ah,
Some become kings, fueled by a single drink,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow.
The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow,
For others, a scarecrow.

That rosy era, it never returned,
That rosy era, it never returned,
Gone, alas, the Nawab's grand hall, it burned.
Gone, alas, the Nawab's grand hall, it burned.
Wandering lost, oh,
Wandering lost, the poor soul, counting his losses,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow.
The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow,
For others, a scarecrow.

O ye who see, trust not these eyes of yours,
O ye who see, trust not these eyes of yours,
Believe it or not, dear ones, the world deceives,
Believe it or not, dear ones, the world deceives,
Soar while you can, ah,
Soar while you can, little crow, take to the skies!
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow.
The Beloved sings like a nightingale, the neighbor crows,
For some, I'm a darling, for others, a scarecrow,
For others, a scarecrow.