aapdi ki topdi toti ke pan haye meri amma
aapdi ki topdi toti ke pan haye meri amma
arey athra baras ki chhokri jawan haye meri amma
kitni haseen kitni haseen kitni haseen baba kitni haseen
jitni haseen utni baiman haye meri amma
aaye haye aapdi ki topdi toti ke pan haye meri amma
athra baras ki chhokri jawan haye meri amma

ye gori gori chhoti si tange
chhoti si tange lambi lambi chhlange
arey surat me kya hai murat me kya hai
hey surat me kya hai murat me kya hai
hum tere tango pe hai kurban haye meri amma
aaye haye aapdi ki topdi toti ke pan haye meri amma

tu khubsurat hai nojawa ham jab ho jarurat dhunde kaha hum
tu khubsurat hai nojawa ham jab ho jarurat dhunde kaha hum
haye haye kuch to bata de apna pata de
kuch to bata de apna pata de
kon si gali me hai tera makan haye meri amma
aapdi ki topdi toti ke pan haye meri amma
athra baras ki chhokri jawan haye meri amma
aapdi ki topdi toti ke pan haye meri amma
athra baras ki chhokri jawan haye meri amma

Her lips, a scarlet bloom, my mother's sigh,
Her lips, a scarlet bloom, my mother's sigh,
Eighteen springs, a maiden ripe, my mother's sigh,
How lovely, how lovely, how breathtakingly fair,
As lovely, so faithless, my mother's sigh,
Oh, her lips, a scarlet bloom, my mother's sigh,
Eighteen springs, a maiden ripe, my mother's sigh.

Her tender legs, a canvas, fair and slight,
Small legs that leap with leaps of endless flight,
What of the face, what of the form's facade?
What of the face, what of the form's facade?
On those legs, I'd gladly die, my mother's sigh,
Oh, her lips, a scarlet bloom, my mother's sigh.

You, beauty's bloom, a youth in vibrant prime,
When need arises, where do we find your time?
Oh, tell me something, whisper where you dwell,
Oh, tell me something, whisper where you dwell,
In which lane does your abode reside, my mother's sigh,
Oh, her lips, a scarlet bloom, my mother's sigh,
Eighteen springs, a maiden ripe, my mother's sigh,
Oh, her lips, a scarlet bloom, my mother's sigh,
Eighteen springs, a maiden ripe, my mother's sigh.