balmaa anaadi mangaa de ghodaa-gaadi
ke tere sang haay meraa laage na jiyaa
balmaa anaadi mangaa de ghodaa-gaadi
ke tere sang haay meraa laage na jiyaa
balmaa anaadi ho

thak gayi main to ji paani bhar-bhar ke
thak gayi main to ji paani bhar-bhar ke
tere saare ghar ki gulaami kar-kar ke
ghulaami kar-kar ke, salaami kar-kar ke
balmaa anaadi mangaa de ghodaa-gaadi
ke tere sang haay meraa laage na jiyaa
balmaa anaadi ho

saaraa-saaraa din baithi choolhaa jalaaun main
o saaraa-saaraa din baithi choolhaa jalaaun main
gore-gore haathon se jhaadoo lagaaun main
gore-gore haathon se jhaadoo lagaaun main
isase to achchhaa ke haay mar jaaun main
isase to achchhaa ke haay mar jaaun main
haay mar jaaun main, haay mar jaaun main
balmaa anaadi mangaa de ghodaa-gaadi
ke tere sang haay meraa laage na jiyaa
balmaa anaadi ho

jab se bedardi biyaah ke mujhe laayaa
jab se bedardi biyaah ke mujhe laayaa
kabhi sang apne na cinema dikhaayaa
na cinema dikhaayaa, na lemon pilaayaa
balmaa anaadi mangaa de ghodaa-gaadi
ke tere sang haay meraa laage na jiyaa
balmaa anaadi ho

My love, my fool, bring forth a carriage and steed,
For my heart finds no peace, bound to you, indeed.
My love, my fool, bring forth a carriage and steed,
For my heart finds no peace, bound to you, indeed.
My love, a fool, alas.

Weary am I, drawing water all day,
Weary am I, in endless, wearying way,
Serving your household, in servitude's sway.
In servitude's sway, in wearying way.
My love, my fool, bring forth a carriage and steed,
For my heart finds no peace, bound to you, indeed.
My love, a fool, alas.

All day I sit, the hearth's fire I tend,
All day I sit, my very life I spend,
With my fair hands, the broom I extend.
With my fair hands, my very life I spend.
Better to die, than this life to attend,
Better to die, and my life to transcend.
My love, my fool, bring forth a carriage and steed,
For my heart finds no peace, bound to you, indeed.
My love, a fool, alas.

Since the cruel one brought me to your side,
Since the cruel one brought me to be your bride,
Never have you shown me a film, far and wide.
Never a cinema, nor refreshment supplied.
My love, my fool, bring forth a carriage and steed,
For my heart finds no peace, bound to you, indeed.
My love, a fool, alas.