gussa wussa chhod dil na mera tod
gussa wussa chhod dil na mera tod
mausam hai jawa chali tu kaha
mar jayenge jane ja mukh na hamse mod
gussa wussa chhod dil na mera tod
mausam hai jawa chali tu kaha
mar jayenge jane ja mukh na hamse mod
gussa wussa chhod dil na mera tod

bate karle mithi mithi kab tak mujhse rahegi ruthi
juth muth ka tu ruthi hai sach kahta hu tu juthi hai
dekh shama hai bada nadila us par tera pech hai dheela
man liya tu badi hasi hai pyar me gussa thik nahi hai
paw bade najuk hai tere na itna tu daud
gussa wussa chhod dil na mera tod
mausam hai jawa chali tu kaha
mar jayenge jane ja mukh na hamse mod
gussa wussa chhod dil na mera tod

chal hai tedhi umar hai shola ladki hai ya aag ka gola
wah ri kali julfo wali nak pe gussa hoth pe gali
tere tamatar jaise gal hai gal ye kitne lal lal hai
kar liya tune nakhra kafi jidd na kar ab dede mafi
are man bhi ja dilwar mere liye hath liye ab jod
gussa wussa chhod dil na mera tod
mausam hai jawa chali tu kaha
mar jayenge jane ja mukh na hamse mod
gussa wussa chhod dil na mera tod

Shed the rage, don't break my heart,
Shed the rage, don't break my heart.
The season blooms, where do you flee?
We'll perish, my beloved, don't turn from me,
Shed the rage, don't break my heart,
The season blooms, where do you flee?
We'll perish, my beloved, don't turn from me,
Shed the rage, don't break my heart.

Speak sweet words, tell me true,
How long will you remain aloof?
A false quarrel, I truly say, you're untrue,
Behold the moment, the river's flow, your grip is loose, too.
I concede, you're a beauty, divine,
But anger in love, is never benign.
Your feet are tender, delicate and light,
Don't run so fast, take flight.
Shed the rage, don't break my heart,
The season blooms, where do you flee?
We'll perish, my beloved, don't turn from me,
Shed the rage, don't break my heart.

Your gait is crooked, sixteen years,
A girl or a ball of fiery tears?
Oh, dark-tressed one, you're so bold,
Anger on your nose, a curse on your mouth, I'm told.
Your cheeks like tomatoes, so radiant and red,
You've indulged in tantrums, that's enough, instead,
Don't be stubborn, now grant me grace,
Oh, my darling, relent now, I plead, embrace,
Shed the rage, don't break my heart,
The season blooms, where do you flee?
We'll perish, my beloved, don't turn from me,
Shed the rage, don't break my heart.