Satrah Baras Ki ye albeli mujhko solaba saal
dono jab milne ke na the asa kare kamaal
ki guguru tut tut gir jaye
uthe na mehfil me bochar
ki guguru tut tut gir jaye
Satrah Baras Ki ye albeli mujhko solaba saal
dono jab milne ke na the asa kare kamaal
ki guguru tut tut gir jaye
uthe na mehfil me bochar
ki guguru tut tut gir jaye

do lafzo me sifr kahani sabki hai jaani pehchani
piya ke dar aa dar pani rakh diya uska naam jawani
piya ke dar aa dar pani rakh diya uska naam jawani
agar hosh me aaye jawani agar hosh me aaye jawani
uthe na mehfil me bochar
ki guguru tut tut gir jaye

jab aangdayi tute nas nas mein chingari phute
baje jab guguru ke chan
tej ho teri dil ki dhadkan
tere dil mere guguru
o tere dil mere guguru
khud se mile ki taal ki guguru
tut tut gir jaye
uthe na mehfil me bochar
ki guguru tut tut gir jaye

jidhar bhi uthe nighaaye
ruk gaye raste tham gayi rahe
chun lena tu roop ka bara dur dur se karo najara
chun lena tu roop ka bara dur dur se karo najara
ese lachake patli kamariya
o ese lachake patli kamariya
kaise latakti daal
ki guguru tut tut gir jaye
uthe na mehfil me bochar
ki guguru tut tut gir jaye
Satrah Baras Ki ye albeli mujhko solaba saal
dono jab milne ke na the asa kare kamaal
ki guguru tut tut gir jaye
uthe na mehfil me bochar
ki guguru tut tut gir jaye

Seventeen springs, a maiden bold,
And sixteen years, a story told.
When they met, though paths were crossed,
A magic born, a world embossed.
The anklets shattered, falling down,
No ovation in the town.
The anklets shattered, falling down.
Seventeen springs, a maiden bold,
And sixteen years, a story told.
When they met, though paths were crossed,
A magic born, a world embossed.
The anklets shattered, falling down,
No ovation in the town.
The anklets shattered, falling down.

In two words, the tale is known,
Everyone's tale, widely shown.
At the lover's door, if water appears,
Youth is the name that it endears.
At the lover's door, if water appears,
Youth is the name that it endears.
If youth ignites, a fiery start,
No ovation in the heart.
The anklets shattered, falling down.

When my slumber starts to break,
Sparks ignite, the senses wake.
When the anklets chime and ring,
Your heart's rhythm will take wing.
When the anklets chime and ring,
Your heart's rhythm will take wing.
Your heartbeat, my anklets' call,
Oh, your heartbeat, entwined in all.
Self meets self, in rhythm's sway,
The anklets shattered, fall away.
No ovation in the town.
The anklets shattered, falling down.

Wherever my gaze takes flight,
Paths are paused, and days take night.
Choose the form, the beauty's grace,
Watch from afar, in time and space.
Choose the form, the beauty's grace,
Watch from afar, in time and space.
As the slender waist now bends,
Oh, as the slender waist now bends,
Like a swaying branch, in graceful art,
The anklets shattered, fall apart.
No ovation in the town.
The anklets shattered, falling down.
Seventeen springs, a maiden bold,
And sixteen years, a story told.
When they met, though paths were crossed,
A magic born, a world embossed.
The anklets shattered, falling down,
No ovation in the town.
The anklets shattered, falling down.