gora badan mora umariya bali mai to gende ki dali
moh pe tirchi nazariya na dalo more balama
gora badan mora umariya bali mai to gende ki dali
moh pe tirchi nazariya na dalo more balama
gora badan mora

naz na janu mai to galiyo ki rani
mujhse na kahyio raja prit kahani prit kahani
naz na janu mai to galiyo ki rani
mujhse na kahyio raja prit kahani prit kahani
mujhse na kahyio raja prit kahani
bhola sa man mora umariya bali mai to gende ki dali
moh pe tirchi nazariya na dalo more balama
gora badan mora umariya bali mai to gende ki dali
moh pe tirchi nazariya na dalo more balama
gora badan mora

sej sunheri na mai mangu ji kaliya
mujhko dikha na sone ki daliya na sone ki daliya
sej sunheri na mai mangu ji kaliya
mujhko dikha na sone ki daliya na sone ki daliya
mujhko dikha na sone ki daliya
roop hai dhan mora umariya bali mai to gende ki dali
moh pe tirchi nazariya na dalo more balama
gora badan mora

My skin, a moonlit pearl, youth's bloom,
I, a marigold's delicate plume.
Cast not your sidelong glance, my love,
lest my petals fall from above.
My skin, a moonlit pearl...

I know not the pride of a queen,
nor the whispered tales of scenes between.
Do not speak to me of love's sweet lore,
or of what lies at the heart's core.
Do not speak to me of sweet lore.
My heart, so simple, youth's bloom,
I, a marigold's delicate plume.
Cast not your sidelong glance, my love,
lest my petals fall from above.
My skin, a moonlit pearl...

No gilded bed, nor flower's embrace,
nor golden treasures to hold in space.
Do not tempt me with riches untold,
or of desires to ever unfold.
Do not tempt me with untold.
Beauty's my wealth, youth's bloom,
I, a marigold's delicate plume.
Cast not your sidelong glance, my love,
My skin, a moonlit pearl...