wapas aayi ganv se gujariya, mile naa isse iske sawariya
laye nahi lali chunariya, milega isse kaun sanwariya
dekho jara dekho kya hai ladki
puchho jara puchho kyon hai bhadaki
dekho jara dekho kya hai ladki
dekho jara dekho kya hai ladki
puchho jara puchho kyon hai bhadaki
dekho jara dekho kya hai ladki
kitna akadti hai, kyon sabse ladati hai
lagati hai koyi bala
dekho jara dekho kya hai ladki
puchho jara puchho kyon hai bhadaki
dekho jara dekho kya hai ladki

iski adaye katilana, iski nigahe aashiqana
dil pe mere bijali gire, jab lehra ke chalati hai

college me sabko tarsaye, yeh naa kisike hath aaye
yeh hai koyi jwalamukhi, gusse me aag ugalti hai
rang gora gora ang mastana, yeh toh hur hai
chadhti jawani husn ke nashe me, yeh toh chur hai
yaro jara keh do isse, aise naa tewar yeh dikhlaye
dekho jara dekho kya hai ladki
puchho jara puchho kyon hai bhadaki
dekho jara dekho kya hai ladki

iske khayalo ko sajaye, koyi shehjada dhundh laye
gam ki hai yeh mari huyi, isko bana de koyi dulhan

rehati hai jane kyu akeli, lagati hai yeh toh ek paheli
koyi yaha jaye nahi, jane hai iski kya uljhan
ise samjhao koyi toh batao, yeh hai josh me
koyi naa milega akeli hi rahegi, aaye hosh me
aisa naa ho sari umar, yuhi kuwari yeh reh jaye
dekho jara dekho kya hai ladki
puchho jara puchho kyon hai bhadaki
dekho jara dekho kya hai ladki
kitna akadti hai, kyon sabse ladati hai
lagati hai koyi bala

Returned from the village, the village girl, her beloved she could not find.
No crimson veil did she bring, who will be her lover, tell?
Look closely, behold this girl,
Ask gently, why does she burn with ire?
Look closely, behold this girl.
Look closely, behold this girl,
Ask gently, why does she burn with ire?
Look closely, behold this girl.
How she bristles, why does she battle all?
She seems a curse unleashed.
Look closely, behold this girl,
Ask gently, why does she burn with ire?
Look closely, behold this girl.

Her ways are killers, her glances, lovers' pleas,
A lightning bolt strikes my heart when she walks with grace.
In college she torments, she eludes every grasp,
A volcano she is, in fury, she spits fire.
Fair is her skin, limbs so wanton, she is a heavenly nymph,
Youth ascends, drunk on beauty, completely inebriated.
Friends, implore her, let these sharp displays cease,
Look closely, behold this girl,
Ask gently, why does she burn with ire?
Look closely, behold this girl.

Adorn her thoughts, bring forth a prince,
Mourning's victim, let her become a bride.
Why does she dwell alone? She seems an enigma,
No one dares to approach.
Explain it to her, reveal it, she is in a fiery passion,
Alone she will find no love, in her senses she must come.
Lest it be, that all her life, she remains unwed,
Look closely, behold this girl,
Ask gently, why does she burn with ire?
Look closely, behold this girl.
How she bristles, why does she battle all?
She seems a curse unleashed.