har saajan ki ek gori hai
chanda ke sath chakori hai
aa mere pass khadi ho ja
kya khub humari jodi hai

chudiya oye chudiya chudiya
hoye, chudiya banti hai dukano me
chudiya banti hai dukano me
jodiya upar aasmano me
chudiya banti hai dukano me
jodiya upar aasmano me
lo ji ek aur diwane ka
lo ji ek aur diwane ka
naam likh lo diwano me
chudiya banti hai dukano me
jodiya upar aasmano me

heere aur moti anmol
mitti ka nahi hai kuch mol
khud ko tarazu me tu tol
tol jaanu, mai na janu mol
aisa kaahe hota hai bol
dil mera jata hai dol
chumte hai jab tere gaalo ko
chumte hai jab tere gaalo ko
jhumke ye jhumke tere kano me
chudiya banti hai dukano me
jodiya upar aasmano me

pahle tu karegi inkar
fir tu karegi ikrar
aise hoga tera mera pyar
karna nahi mera intjar
mera nahi koi aitbar
jaane kaun mera dildar
kuch bhi ho, kabhi jal sakti nahi
kuch bhi ho, kabhi jal sakti nahi
ek shama do parvano me
sidhiya lagti hai makano hai
yaariya nahi hoti anjano me
mere jaisa ek naujawan to bata
dundh ke hazaro naujawano me
chudiya banti hai dukano me
jodiya upar aasmano me
chudiya banti hai dukano me
jodiya upar aasmano me

Every lover has a beloved,
As the moon has a partridge dove.
Come stand close, my darling,
What a beautiful pair are we, of love.

Bangles, oh bangles, bangles,
They are made in shops below,
But matches are made in the heavens,
They are made in shops below,
But matches are made in the heavens,
Add another madman's name,
Add another madman's name,
To the list of the ones who go.
They are made in shops below,
But matches are made in the heavens.

Diamonds and pearls, of worth untold,
Clay holds no value, stories told.
Weigh yourself in the scale, be bold.
Weigh, my love, I know no price to hold.
Tell me, why does this unfold?
My heart, it starts to stroll.
When I kiss your cheeks so fair,
When I kiss your cheeks so fair,
My earrings dance, in my soul.
They are made in shops below,
But matches are made in the heavens.

First you will refuse, deny,
Then you will confess, reply.
Thus our love will touch the sky,
Do not wait for me, nearby.
I have no faith, no tie,
Who knows who my beloved will be, bye.
No matter what, can never burn,
No matter what, can never burn,
One flame, with two moths, free.
Staircases rise in houses you see,
Friendships do not with strangers agree.
Tell me of a youth like me,
Find him, among a thousand, maybe.
They are made in shops below,
But matches are made in the heavens.
They are made in shops below,
But matches are made in the heavens.