samdhi to hai mota taja samdan phool ki dali
are muh me paani aa gaya dekh ke ye haryali aayi
daudi chane ke khet me samadhi teri ghodi chane ke khet me
aayi daudi daudi chane ke khet me
samadhi teri ghodi chane ke khet me

kheti dekhi hari bhari aur tabiyat jo lalchayi
laaj sharm sab chhod ke bhagi bhagi aayi
charti hai ghodi chane ke khet me
samdhan teri ghodi chane ke khet me
samdhan teri ghodi chane ke khet me
charti hai ghodi chane ke khet me
samdhan teri ghodi chane ke khet me
samdhan teri ghodi chane ke khet me

meri samdhan to bholi bhali hai
samdhi khud hi bana swaali hai
laalchi hai bada muaa samdhi
jisko dekha fisal gya samadhi
taakana jhakana hai kam uska
aur dil thik hi hai naam uska
pahunchi samdhan bechaari jab panghat
tha waha par chhupa natkhat
samne aake rok li raahen
aur bharne laga thandi aahe
bayiya jo marodi, bayiya jo marodi
chane ke khet me chudi usne todi chane ke khet me
chudi usne todi chane ke khet me
aai daudi daudi chane ke khet me
smadhi teri ghodi chane ke khet me
smadhi teri ghodi chane ke khet me

aesa samdhan ko bha gaya samdhi
uske dil me sama gaya samdhi
tie najaro ka dil ke par huaa
isqh ka bhut jab sawar huaa
paani laane ka to bahana tha
usko samdhi se milne jana tha
banke baithi hai jo bholi
puchho kisne bigoyi hai choli
puchho to inn jhuki nigaho se
ho ke aai hai kiski raahin se
gayi thi nigodi, gayi thi nigodi
chane ke khet me gagri usne fodi chane ke khet me
gagri usne fodi chane ke khet me
gayi thi nigodi, chane ke khet me
samdhan teri ghodi chane ke khet me
samdhan teri ghodi chane ke khet me

kya khurakat ye lagaayi hai
samdhi samadhan ki kya ladai hai
chhodo samdhi ko chhodo samdhan ko
dekho dulhe ko dekho dulahan ko
dulha nawaab ho jaise dulhan gulab ho jaise
dono aabad ho fale fule
chand suraj nhi falak chhu le
id ho din to sab deewali ho
inki jholi kabhi na khali ho
inki jholi kabhi na khali ho
mile inki jodi chane ke khet me
jiye inki jodi chane ke khet me
smadhi teri ghodi chane ke khet me
samdhan teri ghodi chane ke khet me
smadhi teri ghodi chane ke khet me
samdhan teri ghodi chane ke khet me

The groom's kin, a robust form, the bride's, a blooming vine,
A verdant sight, a watering of the mouth, a craving divine.
Your steed, O groom's kin, it ran, it dashed,
Into the chana field, it crashed.

Fields of emerald, a yearning gaze,
Shame and modesty, in a forgotten haze.
It grazes, the rogue, within the chana's hold,
Your steed, O bride's kin, brave and bold.
It grazes there within the green,
Your steed, O bride's kin, a vibrant scene.

My bride's kin, a gentle soul, so pure,
The groom's kin, a beggar, that's for sure.
Greedy is he, that wretched groom,
Whose gaze, a slide, sealed every doom.
He spies, he peers, this is his art,
While "Heartfelt" is his chosen heart.
To the well, she went, the bride's kin, so frail,
A rogue lay hidden, within the veil.
He blocked her path, his presence near,
And sighed with a chilling tear.
Her arm he twisted, her arm he wrung,
In the chana field, her bangles flung.
Her bangles broken, where the chana grew,
Into the field, she bravely flew.
Your steed, O groom's kin, it ran anew.

Thus, the groom's kin, to the bride's, did allure,
In her heart, he settled, for evermore.
Arrows of glances, pierced the heart's core,
The ghost of love, now forevermore.
The water's fetch, a mere pretext, you see,
To meet the groom's kin, wild and free.
She feigns innocence, a naive guise,
Ask who has soaked her, her tear-filled eyes.
Ask the lowered gaze, the silent plea,
From whose path, has she broken free?
She went, the rogue, she went astray,
In the chana field, her jug gave way.
Her jug lay broken, where the chana grew,
She went, the rogue, into the view.
Your steed, O groom's kin, into the blue.

What mischief has been sown this day?
A quarrel between the kin, they say?
Leave the groom's kin, leave the bride's,
Behold the groom, the bride, as life abides.
The groom, a Nawab, in regal guise,
The bride, a rose, beneath the skies.
May they prosper, may their fortunes bloom,
Reach beyond the sun, beyond the moon.
May their days be Eid, and Diwali's light,
May their bounty, never lose its might.
Their union blessed, in the chana field,
May their love forever be revealed.
Your steed, O groom's kin, forever run,
Your steed, O bride's kin, 'til life is done.