aao aao sakhiyaan aao ree
aao aao sakhiyaan aao ree
mangal geet gao gao ree
oh mangal geet gao gao ree
vo aaega pyaara
vo aaega pyaara
vo natkhat dulaara suhaaghan kee god bharao ree
suhaaghan kee god bharao ree
aao aao sakhiyaan aao ree



taaro ke rath par baith ke vo aayega
khushiyon ke deep jalaega
vo aaega khushiya laayega
oh angana mein apane chamake ka chaanda
ambar ka chaand sharmaayega sharmaayega
vo chhup chhup jaayega
oh ho naacho nachao
oh ho naacho nachao
rangolee sajao
suhaaghan kee god bharao ree
suhaaghan kee god bharao ree
aao aao sakhiyaan aao ree
mangal geet gao gao ree


lalana kee hogee lambee umariyaan
sabake vo man ko vo bhaayega
bhaayega vo sabako bhaayega
oh pure karega vo sabake sapane
kul ka deepak kahalaayega
kahalaayega vo kahalaayega
lelo balae oh lelo balae
ha dedo duae
suhaaghan kee god bharao ree
suhaaghan kee god bharao ree
aao aao sakhiyaan aao ree
mangal geet gao gao ree
vo aaega pyaara
vo natkhat dulaara suhaaghan kee god bharao ree
suhaaghan kee god bharao ree
suhaaghan kee god bharao ree
aao aao sakhiyaan aao ree

Come, sisters, gather near,
Come, sisters, lend an ear,
Sing the songs of sacred cheer,
Oh, sing the songs, let joy appear.
He comes, my love, so dear,
He comes, a rogue, dispelling fear,
Fill the lap of the blessed, let it be clear.
Fill the lap, banish all tear.
Come, sisters, gather near.

Upon a chariot of stars, he'll descend,
Lighting lamps where joys extend.
He comes, bringing joy, without end.
Oh, in our courtyard, a moon will gleam,
The celestial moon will softly bend,
Will shy away, its light to lend.
Oh, dance and sway,
Oh, dance and play,
Adorn the way,
Fill the lap of the blessed, come what may.
Fill the lap, this sacred day.
Come, sisters, gather near,
Sing the songs of sacred cheer.

The child will have a life so long,
In every heart, he will belong.
He'll please all, where you throng.
Oh, he'll fulfill our hearts' desire,
The family's lamp, both strong and gong.
He'll be called, where he does belong.
Take off the evil eye, take off the wrong,
Give blessings, all along,
Fill the lap of the blessed, and make it strong.
Fill the lap, where joy can throng.
Come, sisters, gather near,
Sing the songs of sacred cheer.
He comes, my love, so dear,
He comes, a rogue, dispelling fear,
Fill the lap of the blessed, let it be clear.
Fill the lap, banish all tear.
Fill the lap, and quell all fear.
Come, sisters, gather near.