oye cham cham cham chamke bindiya ho bindiya rang jamaye ji
hui hai sagai lado sharmai khan khan khan khanke kangana
ho angana phul suhaye ji ho hui hai sagai lado sharmai

samdhan ka beta godhi chad dur desh se aayega
hath pakad ke dulhan ko apne nagri le jayega
are aaj sagaai kal sahnaai parso vidai
ho parso hogi vidai doli jo sajai ankhiyan bhar aai
ram kasam banni ka batua na jane kit kho gaya
ha ji kho gaya kal tak bhai ke gun gaai
bana jamai mere babul ka jamai re lado ri badai, lado muskaai
oye cham cham cham chamke bindiya ho bindiya rang jamaye ji
hui hai sagai lado sharmai

Oh, the bells of her bindi chime, chime, chime,
A spark of color, where joy takes hold.
The betrothal's done, the maiden shy,
Her bangles sing, a story told.

The courtyard blooms, a fragrant art,
The betrothal done, the maiden shy.
Her eyes, a garden, of love and heart

The groom, upon his steed so white,
Will ride from far, a distant shore,
To take his bride in pale moonlight,
And to his city, evermore.

Tomorrow, the music will ascend,
Then comes the parting, the third day's call,
The palanquin to which all extend,
And eyes overflow, as tears fall.

The bride's satchel, where secrets keep,
Was lost, alas, no one knows where,
Her brothers' songs, that lull to sleep,
Now fade, a whisper on the air.

My father's groom, a bond of grace,
The parting comes, the maiden smiles,
Oh, the bells of her bindi chime,
A spark of color, where joy beguiles.
The betrothal's done, the maiden shy.