tutak tutak tutak tutiya he chinaro
gore galo wali mil gayi he chinaro
reshmi balo wali ml gayi he chinaro
solah salo wali mil gayi
tera husn hai shababi tera rup lajavabi
o mai to ho gaya sharabi tutak tutak tutak tutiya
he chinaro gore galo wali mil gayi
he chinaro reshmi balo wali ml gayi
he chinaro solah salo wali mil gayi

ja chhupi thi jo pardo me
mujhko solah husn apna dikha ke
jajbe dil ki taasir dekho
usko chhod a hai apna bana ke
apna bana ke apna bana ke
tere hoth gulabi mil gaye he chinaro
tere nain sharabi mil gaye he chinaro
tere rang shahababi mil gaye he chinaro
tutak tutak tutak tutiya he chinaro
tutak tutak tutak tutiya

aa gaya khawab dekhe the jiske aaj khawabo ki tabir lekar
dhundti thi jise har taraf mai jiski ankho me tasvir lekar
tasvir lekar tasvir lekar
mujhko wo diwana mil gaya he chinaro
aaj wo mastana mil gaya he chinaro
mere khawabo wala mil gaya he chinaro
jine ka bahana mil gaya he chinaro
tutak tutak tutak tutiya he chinaro
tutak tutak tutak tutiya

janeja arzu me tumhari kaise kate hai din kya batau
koi shikva na rah jaye baki
mujhme tum tujhme mai dub jau
mai dub jau mai dub jau
dekho do diwane mil gaye he chinaro
do jaane pahcahne mil gaye he chinaro
shama aur parwane mil gaye he chinaro
tutak tutak tutak tutiya he chinaro
gore galo wali mil gayi he chinaro
reshmi balo wali ml gayi he chinaro
solah salo wali mil gayi

The poplars hum, a rhythm's start,
A fair-cheeked beauty stole my heart.
With silken tresses, softly spun,
A sixteen-year-old, the race is won.

Your beauty, a vintage, intoxicating brew,
Your form, a marvel, forever true.
I'm drunk with wonder, spinning free,
The poplars hum, for you and me.
A fair-cheeked vision, now in sight,
With silken tresses, bathed in light,
A sixteen-year-old, my guiding star.

She, veiled in shadows, hid her grace,
Then unveiled sixteen beauties I embrace,
Feelings of the heart, a potent art,
She left her own to claim my heart.
To claim my heart, to make it whole,
Your lips of rose, now take their toll.
Your eyes, intoxicating, a sweet snare,
Your skin, a royal, sunlit air.
The poplars hum, the music swells,
The poplars hum, the story tells.

The dream I sought, now takes its flight,
Bringing answers, and pure delight.
I searched for her in every face,
Carrying her image, in time and space.
In time and space, I held her near,
A madman's heart, she makes it clear.
The poplars hum, a love so grand.
The poplars hum, a helping hand.
The one I dreamt, has now returned,
My reason to live, fiercely burned.
The poplars hum, a fervent plea,
The poplars hum, for you and me.

My love, how days have flown away,
Longing for you, come what may.
No complaints remain, no bitter sting,
In you, in me, we'll softly sing.
We'll softly sing, and gently blend,
Two lovers found, that shall not end.
Two souls entwined, their paths now one,
Like candle's flame, and moth's bright sun.
The poplars hum, a joyful sound,
A fair-cheeked beauty, now is found.
With silken tresses, flowing free,
A sixteen-year-old, eternally.