are doli me sawar sajni ka pyar
chalo re kaha chalo chalo us par
are doli me sawar sajni ka pyar
chalo re kaha chalo chalo us par
kaha gori ke duwar

ho lamba hai safar thak nahi jana tum
ho nayi hai dafar kahi kho na jana tum
ho doli me sawar sajni ka pyar
chalo re kaha chalo chalo us par
kaha gori ke duwar

kahi dhup kahi chaw ram ji ka leke nam
milke uthao pawa dur hai bahut gaw
rashte pe ped khade hai gumsum
are pipal ke niche re panghat ke piche re
pipal ke niche re panghat ke piche re
are aam ke bagiche re chalo chale jaise chale gajraj
halka sawara hai dulha sala bhari hai
halka sawara hai dulha sala bhari hai
are jaldi chalo jaldi chalo jaldi chalo
dur koi damru bajaye dum dum

are palki me raja hai aage band baja hai
are palki me raja hai aage band baja hai
hamre akad mat kute ki dum
sun bat khol naina boli tote re maina
ha ha kar machi bhagi rawan ki sena
ha ha kar machi bhagi rawan ki sena
pal me ghumayi hanuman ji ne dum

natkhat harjai bade karishan kanhai
jamuna ki tat pe bansi bajai
nach uthi radha jhum jhum
are doli me sawar sajni ka pyar
chalo re kaha chalo chalo us par
kaha gori ke duwar

Upon the palanquin, love's sweet embrace,
Come, let us journey, cross the sacred space.
Upon the palanquin, love's tender hold,
Come, let us journey, stories to be told.
Where waits the maiden, by the hallowed door.

The path is long, yet weary not your soul,
The dawn is new, lest you lose your role.
Upon the palanquin, love's gentle gleam,
Come, let us journey, chasing a waking dream.
Where waits the maiden, by the hallowed door.

Through sun and shade, with Rama's name we tread,
Together lift your feet, the village far ahead.
The path is lined with trees, in bloom they stand,
Beneath the peepal, in this promised land.
Behind the well, beneath the peepal's shade,
Behind the well, within the mango glade.
Let us walk as elephants do, with silent grace,
Lightly adorned, the groom's face we embrace.
Lightly adorned, the groom's face we embrace.
Hurry now, hurry, heed the urgent call,
A distant drum beats, "Dum Dum" enthralls.

In the palanquin, a king's grand show,
Before him, a band, a vibrant flow.
Our pride is like a dog's curled tail, so small,
Listen close, open eyes, the mynah's call.
Yes, yes, the army of the heart departs,
Yes, yes, the army of the heart departs.
In a flash, Hanuman's tail does twirl.

Mischievous, fickle, Krishna's sweet art,
By the Yamuna's shore, he plays his part.
Upon the bank, his flute's tender tune,
Radha dances, beneath the moon.
Upon the palanquin, love's sweet embrace,
Come, let us journey, cross the sacred space.
Where waits the maiden, by the hallowed door.