chham chham
chham chham git sunaye
meri payal gaye
din aaye milan ke balma
din aaye milan ke balma
chham chham
chham chham git sunaye
meri payal gaye
din aaye milan ke balma
din aaye milan ke balma

khinch bulaye bahar koi
aangan me mera ji na lage
aangan me mera ji na lage
ho jaaungi aaj mai unki
jin sang mere nain lage
jin sang mere nain lage
jiya lehraye mere bas me na aaye
din aaye milan ke balma
din aaye milan ke balma
chham chham
chham chham git sunaye

ude re ude badal chhaye
mast hawa lehraye re
mast hawa lehraye re
jaan gayi mai jaan gayi
kyu koyal shor machaye re
koyal shor machaye re
shor macahye teri prit jagaye
din aaye milan ke balma
din aaye milan ke balma
chham chham
chham chham git sunaye

dekh rahe hai raah tumhari
ye naina sharmaye se
ye naina sharmaye se
har aahat pe ye dil dhadka
hum chaunke ghabraye se
hum chaunke ghabraye se
kyu tarsaye mujhe raha nahi jaye
din aaye milan ke balma
din aaye milan ke balma
chham chham
chham chham git sunaye
meri payal gaye
din aaye milan ke balma
din aaye milan ke balma

The anklets chime,
A song they sing, a rhythm divine,
My silver bells intone.
The days of union come, my love,
The days of union come.
The anklets chime,
A song they sing.

A pull, a lure, beyond the door,
My heart within the courtyard aches,
My heart within it cannot stay.
I shall be his, this very eve,
Whose gaze my eager eyes now meet,
Whose gaze my eager eyes now meet.
My soul now sways, beyond control,
The days of union come, my love,
The days of union come.
The anklets chime,
A song they sing.

Clouds unfurl, the breezes rise,
The wild wind dances free,
The wild wind dances free.
I understand, I comprehend,
Why the cuckoo calls to me,
Why the cuckoo calls to me.
Her song, it stirs, awakens love,
The days of union come, my love,
The days of union come.
The anklets chime,
A song they sing.

I await, you are the road I see,
These shy eyes, they whisper low,
These shy eyes, they whisper low.
At every sound, my heart it leaps,
Startled, afraid, I turn and go,
Startled, afraid, I turn and go.
Why this delay, this waiting game?
The days of union come, my love,
The days of union come.
The anklets chime,
A song they sing,
My silver bells intone.
The days of union come, my love,
The days of union come.