alhad mastjawani bemisal re hua aaha chauk chaurahe pe
alhad mastjawani bemisal re hua aaha chauk chaurahe pe
chauk chaurahe pe hai charcha mai kamal re
haye chauk chaurahe pe mere pallu ke kone me
lakho lakho dil latke mere pallu ke kone me
lakho lakho dil latke kis kis ka rakhu khyal re
chauk chaurahe pe hai charcha mai kamal re
haye chauk chaurahe pe man bharmaye gori chahkat jaye
jal bhar gagri chalkat jaye gagri
sambhale kaise chundari sambhale
gagri bahkta jaye jiya me uthe re uthe huk kuk gori

chand sa mukhda gori rangat nain more kajrare
chand sa mukhda gori rangat nain tore kajrare
pade hai piche all india ke ladke sabhi kuware
ban ja mere dil ki rani kahte hai ye mujhse sare
koi bole 6 se 9 chal koi kahe ke 9 se 12
sath me kiske jau rama sath me kiske jau rama
mushkil bada sawal re alhad mast jawani bemisal re
hua aaha chauk chaurahe pe alhad mast jawani bemisal re
hua aaha chauk chaurahe pe chauk chaurahe pe hai
haye rama haye rama haye
thumak thumak chale chal magan jaise van me dole hiran
chanan chan payal ki dhun sun sun gori
chand chakori kar gayo dil ki chori
jiya me uthe re uthe huk kuk gori

are ladki dilli wali hu katil meri angdayi
are ladki dilli wali hu katil meri angdayi
dede dil tu dede mange dil sauda ye
aise waise lekin kaise karlu apne dil ka sauda
ek diwana lakho me to hoga re koi aisa hoga
haye bitha ke doli le jayega bitha ke doli le jayega
karke mohe nihal re oye alhad mast jawani bemisal re
hua aaha chauk chaurahe pe chauk chaurahe pe hai
charcha mai kamal re haye chauk chaurahe pe
mere pallu ke kone me lakho lakho dil latke
mere pallu ke kone me lakho lakho dil latke
kis kis ka rakhu khyal re chauk chaurahe pe hai
charcha mai kamal re haye chauk chaurahe pe

A reckless youth, peerless and bright, oh!
The square, the crossroads, alight!
The square, the crossroads sing of my art,
Oh, at the square, at the crossroads, my heart…

Millions of hearts caught on the hem of my shawl,
Millions of hearts, which one to enthrall?
The square, the crossroads sing of my art,
Oh, at the square, at the crossroads, my heart…

My mind is charmed, the fair one laughs and gleams,
Water spills from the pitcher's dreams.
How to guard my veil, to keep it whole?
The pitcher overflows, in my soul a hole…
A longing rises, a cry, oh fair one…

Moon-like face, fair complexion, eyes so kohl-lined,
Moon-like face, the fair one, eyes so entwined…
All India’s young bachelors follow behind,
“Be the queen of my heart,” they all declare and find
Some say six to nine, some nine to twelve,
With whom shall I go, oh Rama, myself to delve?
A difficult question, a choice to make,
A reckless youth, peerless and bright, awake!
The square, the crossroads, alight!
A reckless youth, peerless and bright, oh!
The square, the crossroads, alight!
Oh Rama, oh Rama, oh!

Steps dance, like a deer in the wood,
Mesmerized, hearing the bells understood…
The moon and the partridge, stealing hearts,
In my soul, a longing starts,
A cry, oh fair one…

I am a Delhi girl, my languor, a killer’s art,
I am a Delhi girl, my languor, a killer’s art,
Give your heart, give your heart, the deal is sought,
But how can I sell my heart, how is it to be bought?
One lover among millions, one, surely he will come,
To take me in a palanquin, to take me home,
In a palanquin to take me home, and make me one!
Oh, reckless youth, peerless and bright!
The square, the crossroads, alight!
The square, the crossroads sing of my art,
Oh, at the square, at the crossroads, my heart…
Millions of hearts caught on the hem of my shawl,
Millions of hearts, which one to enthrall?
The square, the crossroads sing of my art,
Oh, at the square, at the crossroads, my heart…