dungi tainu reshmi rumal
dungi tainu reshmi rumal o bake jara dere aana
dungi tainu reshmi rumal o bake jara dere aana
dungi tainu reshmi rumal o bake jara dere aana

gori gori hai ye mere pyar ki nishani
chuni dhage dhage me dil ki kahani
aisa vaisa nahi hai re pani punjab ka
ghunghat hai pyar ka rang hai gulab ka
aisa vaisa nahi hai re pani punjab ka
gungat hai pyar ka rang hai gulab ka
o maine rumal bade pyar se mangvaya
roz roz dhoya aur itar bhi lagaya rakha chipa ke solha saal
o rakha chipa ke solha saal o bake jara dere aana
dungi tainu reshmi rumal o bake jara dere aana
dungi tainu reshmi rumal o bake jara dere aana

mama jaise aaya vaise vo bhi mera aayega
sath kya wo london se aayega
are ja tu kya jane kaisa hai vo mera
aisa jaisa hoga na nigodi kabhi tera
meri uski preet purani badal bijhli jaise chandan pani
o kar dungi mukhda laal o kar dungi mukhda laal
o banke jara mukhda dho ke aana o bake jara dere aana
dungi tainu reshmi rumal o bake jara dere aana

I shall give you a silken shawl,
Oh, my love, to my dwelling call.
I shall give you a silken shawl,
Oh, my love, to my dwelling call.

Fair and pale, a sign of my love's art,
Each thread a tale, a story of the heart.
Not just any water, Punjab's embrace,
A veil of love, a rose's grace.
Not just any water, Punjab's embrace,
A veil of love, a rose's grace.
I fetched this shawl with tender care,
Washed it daily, perfumed beyond compare.
Hidden away for sixteen years,
Oh, my love, to dispel your fears.
Hidden away for sixteen years,
Oh, my love, to my dwelling call.
I shall give you a silken shawl,
Oh, my love, to my dwelling call.

As my uncle came, he too will arrive,
What gifts from London will he contrive?
Do you even know the depth of his hold?
A love like ours, never to be sold.
Our bond, of old, like clouds and lightning,
Sandalwood and water, ever uniting.
My face I'll paint crimson red,
Oh, my love, wash your face instead.
Oh, my love, to my dwelling call.
I shall give you a silken shawl,
Oh, my love, to my dwelling call.