sardar aawe mera dil dhadaka
sardar aawe mera dil dhadaka
kuch to bata ye kaha ataka
kuch to bata ye kaha ataka
samne khada jo mere ek meharban hai
jiske sahare meri duniya jawan hai
samne khada jo mere ek meharban hai
jiske sahare meri duniya jawan hai
achha nahi accha nahi meri bali umariya
pyar ka ye jhataka, pyar ka ye jhataka
sardar aawe mera dil dhadaka
kuch to bata ye kaha ataka

dil ko apna aap chhupao
raat ko maru daka
do din mauj bahaaro ke aur
sau sau din ka faka
mai to sajan mere bhukhi tere pyar ki
mera ghar baar to hai gali mere yaar ki
mai to sajan mere bhukhi tere pyar ki
mera ghar baar to hai gali mere yaar ki
bhul ja mujhe bhul ja
abhi se dabale shola dil me jo bhadka
dil me jo bhadka
sardar aawe mera dil dhadaka
kuch to bata ye kaha ataka

mushkil hoga sath nibhana
dekh naa kar nadani
meri kismat me hai kante
tu phoolo ki rani
phool ki humesha kare kanta rakhwali
degi meri baat ki gawahi daali dali
phool ki humesha kare kanta rakhwali
degi meri baat ki gawahi dali dali
marji o teri marji
teri meri preet me raha na koi khatka
raha na koi khatka
sardar aawe mera dil dhadaka
mai jaan gaya ye kaha ataka
sardar aawe mera dil dhadaka
mai jaan gaya ye kaha ataka

My heart now trembles, a Sardar's approach,
My heart now trembles, a Sardar's approach,
Tell me, tell me, where does it clutch?
Tell me, tell me, where does it clutch?
Before me stands a gracious one,
Upon whose strength my world is spun,
Before me stands a gracious one,
Upon whose strength my world is spun,
Not good, not good, this youthful ache,
This sudden love, this sudden love, this love's attack,
My heart now trembles, a Sardar's approach,
Tell me, tell me, where does it clutch?

Hide your self in the day's bright guise,
At night, I'll steal with longing eyes,
Two days of bliss, a moment's grace,
A hundred days of empty space,
I, my beloved, hunger for your grace,
My home, my world, is in your face,
I, my beloved, hunger for your grace,
My home, my world, is in your face,
Forget me, forget me, let it go,
Quench the flame that starts to grow,
That starts to grow,
My heart now trembles, a Sardar's approach,
Tell me, tell me, where does it clutch?

It will be hard to walk this road,
Don’t act in foolish mode,
My fate is thorns, sharp and deep,
You are a queen, where flowers sleep,
The thorn will always guard the bloom,
Each branch, each twig, will share my gloom,
The thorn will always guard the bloom,
Each branch, each twig, will share my gloom,
Your will, your will, is all that's true,
No more doubt in me and you,
Me and you,
My heart now trembles, a Sardar's approach,
I know now where it finds its clutch,
My heart now trembles, a Sardar's approach,
I know now where it finds its clutch.