gori sakhiyo se
gori sakhiyo se ankhiya churai rahi re
sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
ha ha sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
gori sakhiyo se ankhiya churai rahi re
sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
ha ha sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re

sajan se aankh ladi
soche ghadi ghadi o khadi khadi
sajan se aankh ladi
soche ghadi ghadi o khadi khadi
chota sa dil kyu jalaye rahi re
mera chota sa dil kyu jalaye rahi re
sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
ha ha sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
meri ja bol bol bol bol bol bol

tu bhi kab tak rahegi kuwari sakhi
haye mai wari sakhi
tu bhi kab tak rahegi kuwari sakhi
haye mai wari sakhi
kal ko aayegi teri bhi bari sakhi
haye mai wari sakhi
kal ko aayegi teri bhi bari sakhi
haye mai wari sakhi
o ri gori gori gori gori
hay tujhe chhuke jo
tujhe chuke jawani bulaye rahi re
sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
ha ha sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
meri ja bol bol bol bol bol bol

lage na iska jiya kah de haye piya
o o piya piya
lage na iska jiya kah de haye piya
o o piya piya
ankhiyo me jee ko basaye rahi re
ha ha ankhiyo me jee ko basaye rahi re
sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
ha ha sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
gori sakhiyo se ankhiya churai rahi re
sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
ha ha sajan ki yad ise aaye rahi re
meri ja bol bol bol bol bol bol

From fair companions,
her eyes did steal away,
Longing for her love,
memory’s tender sway.
Yes, longing for her love,
memory's tender sway.

Her eyes met his gaze,
she muses every hour, standing there.
Her eyes met his gaze,
she muses every hour, standing there.
Why does her young heart burn?
My young heart, why does it burn?
Longing for her love,
memory’s tender sway.
Yes, longing for her love,
memory's tender sway.
My love, speak, speak, speak, speak, speak.

You too, how long will you remain unwed, friend?
Ah, I am devoted, friend.
You too, how long will you remain unwed, friend?
Ah, I am devoted, friend.
Tomorrow, your turn will come, friend.
Ah, I am devoted, friend.
Tomorrow, your turn will come, friend.
Ah, I am devoted, friend.
Oh, fair one, fair one, fair one, fair one.
Ah, touching you,
youth beckons and calls her near.
Longing for her love,
memory’s tender sway.
Yes, longing for her love,
memory's tender sway.
My love, speak, speak, speak, speak, speak.

Her heart finds no ease, she cries, "Oh love!"
Oh, love, love.
Her heart finds no ease, she cries, "Oh love!"
Oh, love, love.
In her eyes, she shelters her life.
Yes, in her eyes, she shelters her life.
Longing for her love,
memory’s tender sway.
Yes, longing for her love,
memory's tender sway.
From fair companions,
her eyes did steal away,
Longing for her love,
memory’s tender sway.
Yes, longing for her love,
memory's tender sway.
My love, speak, speak, speak, speak, speak.