hum tum jise kahta hai shadi
you know hai pura barbadi
jo tum lalchaoge piche pachtaoge
mind you mind you jayegi aazadi
hum tum jise kahta hai shadi
you know hai pura barbadi
jo tum lalchaoge piche pachtaoge
mind you jayegi aazadi

jab marzi aao jab marzi jao dalo kahi pe bhi dera
jab marzi aao jab marzi jao dalo kahi pe bhi dera
sadko pe gao citi bajao kar do kahi bhi sawera
wah wah wah wah
hum tum jise kahta hai shadi
you know hai pura barbadi
jo tum lalchaoge piche pachtaoge
mind you jayegi aazadi

jis ghar me hum rakhde kadam
hoti hai kya khatirdari
jis ghar me hum rakhde kadam
hoti hai kya khatirdari shadi jo ki chutti hui
surat na dekhegi pari
hum tum jise kahta hai shadi
you know hai pura barbadi
jo tum lalchaoge piche pachtaoge
mind you jayegi aazadi
mind you jayegi aazadi

ranginiya ye mastiya
sab kuch hai yaro ke dam se
ranginiya ye mastiya
sab kuch hai yaro ke dam se
kismat ki bat khushiya hai sath
dunia kyu jalti hai hamse
wah wah wah wah
hum tum jise kahta hai shadi
you know hai pura barbadi
jo tum lalchaoge piche pachtaoge
mind you jayegi aazadi
mind you jayegi aazadi

That union, they call it "marriage,"
Know this, it's a desolate passage.
Lust's sweet lure, a bitter fall,
Mind you, mind you, freedom will stall.
That union, they call it "marriage,"
Know this, it's a desolate passage.
Lust's sweet lure, a bitter fall,
Mind you, mind you, freedom will stall.

Come and go as your heart may lead,
No fixed abode, no planted seed.
Sing in the streets, a whistle's call,
Bring dawn to any place at all.
O, the joy, the sweet release!
That union, they call it "marriage,"
Know this, it's a desolate passage.
Lust's sweet lure, a bitter fall,
Mind you, mind you, freedom will stall.

Where our foot finds ground to tread,
What welcome greets, what’s said?
Where our foot finds ground to tread,
What welcome greets, what’s said?
When marriage binds, all joys depart,
Beauty's face will break apart.
That union, they call it "marriage,"
Know this, it's a desolate passage.
Lust's sweet lure, a bitter fall,
Mind you, mind you, freedom will stall.
Mind you, mind you, freedom will stall.

Colors bloom, a joyful spree,
All fueled by friends, wild and free.
Colors bloom, a joyful spree,
All fueled by friends, wild and free.
Fate's sweet hand, a joyful art,
Why does the world tear us apart?
O, the joy, the sweet release!
That union, they call it "marriage,"
Know this, it's a desolate passage.
Lust's sweet lure, a bitter fall,
Mind you, mind you, freedom will stall.
Mind you, mind you, freedom will stall.