daaro na rang mope daaro na rang
daaro na rang mope daaro na rang
ari hey ri main to mari jaat hun jaat hun mope
daaro na rang mope daaro na rang
daaro na rang mope daaro na rang
ari hey ri main to mari jaat hun jaat hun mope
daaro na rang mope daaro na rang
daaro na rang mope daaro na rang
ari hey ri main to mari jaat hun jaat hun mope
daaro na rang mope daaro na rang

laal naahi daaro gulabi naahi daaro
jogiya basanti he tejaabi nahi daaro
hey neela na daaro peela na daaro
aji jao na sataao mohe jao naa sataao
hey ri main to mari jaat hun jaat hun mope
daaro na rang mope daaro na rang

desh vesh boli mein nyaari chahek hai
saanson me humri tihari mahek hai
rangeele-rangeele sajeele-sajeele
tere naino ka sawan bhigoye mera mann
arey hey ri main to mari jaat hun jaat hun mope
daaro na rang mope daaro na rang
hey ri main to mari jaat hun jaat hun mope

daaro na rang mope daaro na rang
daaro na rang mope daaro na rang

Do not cast the color on me, do not.
Do not cast the color on me, do not.
Oh, I am of a dying caste, a dying caste, upon me,
Do not cast the color on me, do not.
Do not cast the color on me, do not.
Oh, I am of a dying caste, a dying caste, upon me,
Do not cast the color on me, do not.
Do not cast the color on me, do not.
Oh, I am of a dying caste, a dying caste, upon me,
Do not cast the color on me, do not.

Do not cast red, do not cast pink,
Let the yogis wear saffron, do not cast acid hues.
Do not cast blue, do not cast yellow,
Oh, go away, do not torment me, go away, do not torment.
Oh, I am of a dying caste, a dying caste, upon me,
Do not cast the color on me, do not.

In my language, my attire, my tongue, a distinct song,
In our breaths, your fragrance is known.
Color-filled, beautifully adorned,
Your eyes' monsoon soaks my heart.
Oh, I am of a dying caste, a dying caste, upon me,
Do not cast the color on me, do not.
Oh, I am of a dying caste, a dying caste, upon me.

Do not cast the color on me, do not.
Do not cast the color on me, do not.