hari chhitro ghagaro uspe ratan jaday
arey ghume jab chhori jhum ke
moti jhar jhar jaye
arey mumbai kalkata chenni aagro
ghere sabko ghere mein e ghagaro
ghagaro ghume s ghume s ghume s
chhori ko ghagaro
chhoro ko dil jhume s jhume s jhume s
chhoro ko dil jhume s
ghagaro ghume s ghume s ghume s chhori ko ghagaro
chhoro ko dil jhume s jhume s jhume s
chhoro ko dil jhume s

jab halar malar hove s dil ka parinda rove s
jab halar malar hove s dil ka parinda rove s
jab jor jor se jhum jhum ke nache re nache
ghagaro ghume s ghume s ghume s chhori ko ghagaro
chhoro ko dil jhume s jhume s jhume s
chhoro ko dil jhume s
ghagaro pilo pilo rang pilo garad mein haa
somras tapko lut le sabko chori ko chand
zara so zara so zarz so sidho ho gayo ghum ghum
ghagaro pilo pilo rang pilo garad mein haa
ghagaro ghume s ghume s ghume s chhori ko ghagaro
chhoro ko dil jhume s jhume s jhume s
chhoro ko dil jhume s

dhol jab baje dholana nache nache dhola
saat sur baje roop rang raje jab milega
zara so zara so zara so sidho baja re dhola
dhola dhola dhol jab baje dholana nache nache dhola
ghagaro ghume s ghume s ghume s chhori ko ghagaro
chhoro ko dil jhume s jhume s jhume s
chhoro ko dil jhume s
jab halar malar hove s dil ka parinda rove s
jab halar malar hove s dil ka parinda rove s
jab jor jor se jhum jhum ke nache re nache
arey mumbai kalkata chenni aagro
ghere sabko ghere mein ghagharo

Emerald skirt, a jeweled blaze,
As the maiden spins in a joyous haze,
Pearls cascade with every twirl,
Cities gather, in a whirling swirl.
The skirt it spins, and spins it flies,
While the maiden's heart, it never dies.
Men's hearts they dance, and leap with glee,
As the skirt spins wild and free.
The skirt it spins, and spins it flies,
While the maiden's heart, it never dies.
Men's hearts they dance, and leap with glee,
As the skirt spins wild and free.

When a tremor shakes, the heart's bird weeps,
When a tremor shakes, the heart's bird weeps,
As she dances, lost in the sway,
The skirt it spins, and spins it flies,
While the maiden's heart, it never dies.
Men's hearts they dance, and leap with glee,
As the skirt spins wild and free.
Yellow, golden, dust of light,
Moonlight spills, stealing all sight,
A turning, a turning, a straightest path,
The skirt it spins, and spins it flies,
While the maiden's heart, it never dies.
Men's hearts they dance, and leap with glee,
As the skirt spins wild and free.

When the drums beat, the lover dances,
Seven notes sing, as beauty entrances,
A turning, a turning, a drum's soft call,
The drums beat, the lover dances, standing tall.
The skirt it spins, and spins it flies,
While the maiden's heart, it never dies.
Men's hearts they dance, and leap with glee,
As the skirt spins wild and free.
When a tremor shakes, the heart's bird weeps,
When a tremor shakes, the heart's bird weeps,
As she dances, lost in the sway,
Mumbai, Calcutta, Chennai, and Agra,
Encircled, held within the skirt's saga.