angur ka daana hu suyi na chubho dena
angur ka daana hu suyi na chubho dena
suyi jo chubhoyi to ras tapakega
jo ras tapakega to kismis kismis kismis ban jaaugi
angur ka daana hu suyi na chubho dena
suyi jo chubhoyi to ras tapakega
jo ras tapakega to kismis kismis kismis ban jaaugi
angur ka daana hu

phulo ki tarah rakhna murjhaane nahi dena
khushbu ki tarah rakhna ud jaane nahi dena
phulo ki tarah rakhna murjhaane nahi dena
khushbu ki tarah rakhna ud jaane nahi dena
mai raat hu shabaab ki dhal jaane nahi dena
angur ka daana hu suyi na chubho dena
suyi jo chubhoyi to ras tapakega
jo ras tapakega to kismis kismis kismis ban jaaugi
angur ka daana hu

raato ki mai raani hu har dil ki jawani hu
angur ki beti hu sharaab puraani hu
raato ki mai raani hu har dil ki jawani hu
angur ki beti hu sharaab puraani hu
ye baat hai raaz ki khul jaane nahi dena
angur ka daana hu suyi na chubho dena
angur ka daana hu suyi na chubho dena
suyi jo chubhoyi to ras tapakega
jo ras tapakega to kismis kismis kismis ban jaaugi

I am a grape, a single, tender sphere,
Do not prick me with a needle, fear.
For if you pierce, my essence will seep,
And where essence falls, the raisin will sleep.
Raisin, raisin, I shall surely be,
I am a grape, vulnerable, you see.
Do not prick me with a needle, please.
For if you pierce, my life will cease,
And where essence falls, the raisin will weep.
Raisin, raisin, into that shape I'll creep,
I am a grape, fragile and deep.

Hold me gently, as you would a bloom,
Let me not wither in the coming gloom.
Preserve my fragrance, let it not depart,
Keep me safe within your beating heart.
Hold me gently, as you would a bloom,
Let me not wither in the coming gloom.
Like the night, I am youth's vibrant art,
Let me not fade, tear me apart.
I am a grape, do not prick me, start.
For if you pierce, my essence will depart,
And where essence falls, the raisin will start.
Raisin, raisin, into that shape I'll depart,
I am a grape, within your tender heart.

I am the queen of nights, a youthful fire,
In every heart, a burning desire.
Daughter of the grape, ancient wine's embrace,
I am the queen of nights, with youthful grace,
In every heart, a burning desire.
Daughter of the grape, time cannot erase.
This secret truth, let it never see the light,
I am a grape, do not pierce me with your might.
I am a grape, do not prick me, start,
For if you pierce, my essence will depart,
And where essence falls, the raisin will weep.
Raisin, raisin, into that shape I'll creep.