ho balle balle bhai reshmi duppte waliye
ho balle balle bhai reshmi duppte waliye
tera rup lishkare mare reshmi duppte waliye
tauba tauba ye gora rang aafat hai
tauba tauba ye gora rang aafat hai
pichhe pad gaye sare kuware
gora rang aafat hai

ho balle balle bhai duniya ke jamghat me
sabhi dil milne ke mele duniya ke jamghat me
ho ja ja ja jake mai na tere hath aau
chahe lakh tu papad bele mai na tere hath aau
duniya ke jamghat me sabhi dil milne ke mele
mai na tere hath aau chahe lakh tu papad bele
ho balle balle balle baiman jawani ka
gori aashiqo ki kadar na jane man jawani ka
ho ja ja ja jake mai na tere muh lagti
bada aaya kadar karane mai na tere muh lagti
ho balle balle hum hi me ayab kya hai
tujhe kisi ka to ghar hai basana
ho hum hi me ayab kya hai tauba tauba
tauba tauba haye tauba haye tauba
tauba tauba tauba tauba ke mai na tere ghar jau
chahe pad jaye thane jana mai na tere ghar jau

baliye goriye soniye baliye baliye
ho balle balle ke bhudhi hoke tarsegi
koi aayega na hath pakadne bhudhi hoke tarsegi
arey ja ja ja jake tere jese lakho hai
kai aayenge nak ragadne tere jese lakho hai
balle balle bhai reshmi duppte waliye
ho tera rup lishkare mare reshmi duppte waliye
jawani phir na aaye karegi haye haye aaha karegi haye haye
mera gam tu kyu khaye tujhe kyu nind na aaye
ha ha tujhe kyu nind na aaye
jo tujh par aankh tikaye wo tera maan bhadaye
jo tujh par aankh tikaye wo tera maan bhadaye
wo tera maan bhadaye

tu chahe mar bhi jaye ye jatti hath na aaye
aaha ye jatti hath na aaye
na jab tak ha kahlaye ye jat vapas na jaye
aaha ye jat vapas na jaye
jo mujhko hath lagaye wo apna sar tudwaye
jo mujhko hath lagaye wo apna sar tudwaye
wo apna sar tudwaye
jo mujhko hath lagaye wo apna sar tudwaye
aaha wo apna sar tudwaye

ho balle balle bhai tere aage hath jodhta
ho balle balle bhai tere aage hath jodhta
jaat jisne akhade jite tere aage hath jodhta
baliye soniye soniye baliye baliye
ho balle balle bhai tere aage hath jodhta
achha achha to aaj maine ha kar di
achha achha to aaj maine ha kar di
ise talte bahut din bite ha aaj maine ha kar di
ho balle balle bhai reshmi duppte waliye
ho balle balle bhai reshmi duppte waliye
tera rup lishkare mare reshmi duppte waliye

Oh, the joy, sister, draped in silk so fine,
Oh, the joy, sister, draped in silk divine,
Your beauty flashes, silk's embrace, a shine!
A curse, a curse, this fair skin's cruel design,
A curse, a curse, where all hearts entwine,
All bachelors now lost, they pine.
The fair skin, a curse, a sign.

Oh, the joy in the world's crowded square,
Where hearts gather, a carnival to share,
Go, go, I won't be yours to ensnare,
Though you toil, I won't be there,
In the world's crowded square, hearts to pair,
I won't be yours, no matter your care.
Oh, the joy, of youth's fleeting flight,
The fair one, love's value, lacks insight,
Go, go, I won't heed your plight,
To care for you, I have no might,
Oh, what flaw resides within my light?
You must build a home, it's your right!
Oh, what flaw do I hold? Alas!
Alas, alas, alas, alas!
Alas, alas, I won't cross your threshold,
Though the police station may be foretold.

Beloved, fair one, golden, my dear,
Oh, the joy, you'll yearn in the coming year,
No hand to hold when old age is near,
Oh, go, go, a million like you appear,
Many will come, their foreheads to smear,
Beloved, my dear, in silk, shining so clear.
Oh, your beauty flashes, silk's embrace, a shine!
Youth never returns, you'll cry and you'll whine,
Oh, you'll cry and you'll whine,
Why should I weep for you, why can't you sleep?
Why, oh why, can't you sleep?
He who gazes on you, your pride will keep,
He who gazes on you, your honor will leap,
Your honor will leap!

Though you perish, this maiden's hand you'll not keep,
No, this maiden's hand you will not keep,
Until "yes" is spoken, this Jat will not sleep,
No, this Jat will not sleep,
He who touches me, his head will weep,
He who touches me, his head will weep,
His head will weep,
He who touches me, his head will weep,
Ah, his head will weep!

Oh, the joy, before you, hands I fold,
Oh, the joy, before you, stories told,
The caste that won the arena, before you, bold,
Beloved, golden, my dear, behold!
Oh, the joy, before you, stories to unfold,
Alright, alright, today I've said yes, I'm bold,
Alright, alright, many days this I've controlled,
Oh, the joy, sister, draped in silk so gold,
Oh, the joy, sister, stories to be told!
Your beauty flashes, silk's embrace, unfold!