are raja bade jatan se seenchoo
tori phulwaari re ha re
ki are raja bade jatan se seenchoon
tori phulwaari re ha re
ki are raja dilli shahar se aayi
malaniya nyari re ha re
ki are raja dilli shahar se aayi
malaniya nyaari re ha re

nyare nyare rang se phulwa sanwaru
nyare nyare rang se phulwa sanwaaru
gunthun vano ke haar
ha aan gunthun vano ke haar
ha tum niklo gale mein daal
ha tum niklo gale mein daal
ki are raaja bahe pawaniya
mahke nagariya saari re ha re
ki are raja dilli shahar se aayi
malaniya nyaari re ha re

ki are raja hari chunariya mori
main nikli pahanke tori
ki are raja hari chunariya mori
main nikli pahanke tori ki are raja
aisi najar na dekho umariya baali re ha re
ki are raja dilli shahar se aayi
malaniya nyari re ha re
ki are raja bade jatan se seenchu
tori phulwaari re ha re

My King, with such care I tend,
Your garden, a verdant bend.
My King, with such care I tend,
Your garden, until the end.
A gardener from Delhi's heart,
A different art, a brand new start.
A gardener from Delhi's heart,
A world apart, a work of art.

With colors diverse, the blossoms I grace,
With colors diverse, in this sacred space.
I weave garlands, a fragrant array,
To adorn you on this precious day.
Oh, place them around your neck, so fair,
Oh, place them around, beyond compare,
My King, your presence breathes a breeze,
And scents the city, bringing ease.
A gardener from Delhi's heart,
A world apart, a brand new start.

My King, in a green veil I reside,
Emerging, with you beside.
My King, in a green veil I reside,
Emerging, with you as my guide.
My King, do not gaze with such a stare,
Upon this youth, beyond compare.
A gardener from Delhi's heart,
A world apart, a work of art.
My King, with such care I tend,
Your garden, until the end.