ghadi ghadi haay ghadi ghadi chunar sarakne lagi
kali phool banke mehakne lagi
ghadi ghadi chunar sarakne lagi
kali phool banke mehakne lagi
pehle aayi haya phir aayi ada fir jawa
pehle aayi haya phir aayi ada fir jawa
char din me char din me jawani gazab ho gayi
ghadi ghadi haay ghadi ghadi chunar sarakne lagi
kali phool banke mehakne lagi

dekhte dekhte jane kya ho gaya jane kya ho gaya
dekhte dekhte jane kya ho gaya jane kya ho gaya
mai kahi kho gayi dil kahi kho gaya dil kahi kho gaya
aankh ladne lagi baat badne lagi
sidhi sadhi sidhi sadhi kahani gazab ho gayi
ghadi ghadi haay ghadi ghadi chunar sarakne lagi
kali phool banke mehakne lagi

zindagi ki ye din kuch nahi pyar bin kuch nahi pyar bin
zindagi ki ye din kuch nahi pyar bin kuch nahi pyar bin
janeman inko bhi ungaliyo pe na gin ungaliyo pe na gin
aankh katil bani zulf nagin bani
aankh katil bani zulf nagin bani
hosh kho kar hosh kho kar deewani gazab ho gayi
ghadi ghadi haay ghadi ghadi chunar sarakne lagi
kali phool banke mehakne lagi
pehle aayi haya phir aayi ada fir jawa
pehle aayi haya phir aayi ada fir jawa
char din me char din me jawani gazab ho gayi
ghadi ghadi haay ghadi ghadi chunar sarakne lagi
kali phool banke mehakne lagi

Hour by hour, alas, the veil slips,
a bud blooms, perfuming the air.
Hour by hour, the veil slips,
a bud blooms, perfuming the air.

First, modesty arrives, then grace, then youth's fire,
First, modesty arrives, then grace, then youth's fire,
In four days, in four days, youth's wonder takes hold,
Hour by hour, alas, the veil slips,
a bud blooms, perfuming the air.

Watching, watching, what became of me, what became of me,
watching, watching, what became of me, what became of me,
I lost myself somewhere, my heart lost somewhere, lost somewhere,
eyes meet, words swell,
a simple story, a simple story, becomes wonder,
Hour by hour, alas, the veil slips,
a bud blooms, perfuming the air.

These days of life, are nothing without love, nothing without love,
these days of life, are nothing without love, nothing without love,
My beloved, don't count them on your fingers, on your fingers,
the eye becomes a killer, the hair, a serpent,
the eye becomes a killer, the hair, a serpent,
Losing sense, losing sense, madness descends,
Hour by hour, alas, the veil slips,
a bud blooms, perfuming the air.

First, modesty arrives, then grace, then youth's fire,
First, modesty arrives, then grace, then youth's fire,
In four days, in four days, youth's wonder takes hold,
Hour by hour, alas, the veil slips,
a bud blooms, perfuming the air.