ae sahebaan kadardaan meherbaan, ae dil thaam ke baithiye
kyunki ab aapke saamne tashreef la rahi hai
aagra ki ajeen fankara mallika-ae-husn noor-ae-nazar
mohtarma mohini

ladke o re ladke kaha se aaya hai re tu
pyara hai shakal se akal ka maara hai re tu
ladke o re ladke kaha se aaya hai re tu
pyara hai shakal se akal ka maara hai re tu
ha jal gayi ha jal gayi, meri baato se tu jal gayi
ha khal gayi tujhe khal gayi, meri beparvaahi khal gayi
mohtarma tu kis khet ki muli, hai zara bata
tv pe breaking news haaye re mera ghaagra
haaye bagdaad se leke delhi gaya aagra
tv pe breaking news haaye re mera ghaagra
haaye bagdaad se leke delhi gaya aagra
ghaagra ghaagra tera ghaagra ghaagra
tera ghaagra ghaagra gaya aagra
ghaagra ghaagra tera ghaagra ghaagra
tera ghaagra ghaagra gaya aagra
ghaagra ghaagra ishq ishq, ghaagra ghaagra ishq ishq

main hawa to ud ja, ghata to mud ja
kali kaha ki, ada ho taaki
bada besharam hai tu to lukkha hai bada
ye kamar chhupa le, nazar ghuma le
pata main puchhu, umar tu jaane
dekho berukhi pe kaise atka hai pada
ha dhal gayi re dhal gayi, tu sham ki tarah dhal gayi
ha khal gayi tujhe khal gayi, meri beparvaahi khal gayi
mohtarma tu kis khet ki muli, hai zara bata
bematlab ki bematlab ki bakvaas tera ghaagra
bagdaad ho ya ho delhi ho ya aagra
tv pe breaking news haaye re mera ghaagra
bagdaad se leke delhi gaya aagra
haaye re mera ghaagra, mera ghaagra ghaagra
haaye re mera ghaagra, ghaagra mera ghaagra

main nasha utar ja, khata sudhar ja
itar main sunghu, rasul main gaau
aise tak raha hai jaise koi top hai
main maja main chahu, fiza main kaatu
raza main puchhu, juva main khelu
hopeless hai tu phir bhi thodi hope hai
ha tal gayi ha tal gayi, aafat ki tarah tal gayi
ha khal gayi tujhe khal gayi, meri beparvaahi khal gayi
mohtarma tu kis khet ki muli, hai zara bata
udti firti afvaah hai tera ghaagra
bagdaad ho ya ho delhi ho ya aagra
tv pe breaking news haaye re mera ghaagra
ha bagdaad se leke delhi gaya aagra
ghaagra ghaagra tera ghaagra ghaagra
tera ghaagra ghaagra gaya aagra
ghaagra ghaagra tera ghaagra ghaagra
tera ghaagra ghaagra gaya aagra
ghaagra ghaagra ishq ishq, ghaagra ghaagra ishq ishq

Esteemed audience, hearts hold fast, attend,
For now before you, grace descends,
From Agra's realm, a vision bright,
A queen of beauty, pure delight,
The esteemed one, Mohini.

Young man, oh young man, whence did you come?
Handsome of face, but wit is numb.
Young man, oh young man, whence did you stray?
Handsome of face, yet lost astray.
Yes, you burn, yes, you burn, stung by my words, you see,
Yes, it stings, yes, it stings, my indifference stung thee.
Esteemed one, tell me, from what field do you bloom?
Breaking news on the screen, oh, my skirt's the doom!
From Baghdad to Delhi, to Agra, it's spread,
Breaking news on the screen, oh, my skirt's the dread!
From Baghdad to Delhi, to Agra, it's said.
Skirt, skirt, your skirt, skirt,
Your skirt, skirt, went to Agra.
Skirt, skirt, your skirt, skirt,
Your skirt, skirt, went to Agra.
Skirt, skirt, love, love, skirt, skirt, love, love.

I am the wind, I'll fly, the storm, I'll turn,
A bud of where, a grace to learn.
Shameless you are, a rogue you seem to be,
Hide your waist, your gaze you shift,
My question's posed, your age adrift.
See how he stares, lost utterly.
Yes, you fade, yes, you fade, like twilight's fading art,
Yes, it stings, yes, it stings, my indifference pierced your heart.
Esteemed one, tell me, from what field do you rise?
Meaningless, meaningless babble, thy skirt, it lies.
Baghdad or Delhi, or Agra's embrace,
Breaking news on the screen, oh, my skirt's the space!
From Baghdad to Delhi, to Agra, it goes,
Oh my skirt, my skirt, skirt,
Oh my skirt, skirt my skirt.

I am the high, I fall, the error, I bend,
The fragrance, I'll inhale, the prophet, I'll attend.
You stare as if you're stuck, a common plea.
I'll savor joy, I'll cut the air,
I'll ask your will, I'll gamble there.
Hopeless you are, yet hope, you'll see.
Yes, you're gone, yes, you're gone, disaster's past away,
Yes, it stings, yes, it stings, my indifference held its sway.
Esteemed one, tell me, from what field do you spring?
A gossiping rumor, your skirt's a fling.
Baghdad or Delhi, or Agra's ground,
Breaking news on the screen, oh, my skirt is found!
From Baghdad to Delhi, to Agra, it's told.
Skirt, skirt, your skirt, skirt,
Your skirt, skirt, went to Agra.
Skirt, skirt, your skirt, skirt,
Your skirt, skirt, went to Agra.
Skirt, skirt, love, love, skirt, skirt, love, love.