aakhiya milaile gori hai kanwari hai
chakhale tu isko meethi hai supari hai
aakhiya milai le gori hai kanwari hai
chakhale tu isko meethi hai supari hai
aakhiya milai le gori hai kanwari hai
chakhale tu isko meethi hai supari hai

ho raja khale mere paan chaila khale mere paan
raja khale mere paan chaila khale mere paan
sab kurbaan hai mere paan pe main tujh pe kurbaan raja
raja khale mera paan chaila khale mera paan
raja khale mera paan chaila khale mera paan
aakhiya milai le gori hai kanwari hai
chakhale tu isko meethi hai supari hai
aakhiya milai le gori hai kanwari hai
chakhale tu isko meethi hai supari hai

teekha zaafraan aur chuna pakki supaari daane
long ilaichee kaa maza tu le le maza yu deewane
teekha zaafraan aur chuna pakki supaari daane
long ilaichee kaa maza tu le le maza yu deewane
hey humka paan nahi khana hai chal hat o deewani
dil pe apne kaabu karle aur sambhaal jawaani aa
mere raseele kathe ko tu bana le apne munh ki shaan raaja
khale mera paan chaila khale mere paan
khale mera paan chaila khale mere paan
aakhiya milai le gori hai kanwari hai
chakhale tu isko meethi hain supari hai
aakhiya milai le gori hai kanwari hai
chakhale tu isko meethi hain supari hai

shola baras ki huyi umariya kare hai choli tang
u.p aur bihaar mein mere liye machi hain jang
shola baras ki huyi umariya kare hai choli tang
u.p aur bihaar mein mere liye machi hain jang
pyaar mohabbat ke chakkar mein
mat pad tu ae o chhori raato ki mat neende kho tu
ab sambhal jaa gori ek nazar tu daal idhar bhi
kaha hai tera dhyaan khale mere paan
chaila khale mera paan raja khale mera paan
chaila khale mera paan aakhiya milai le gori
hai kanwari hai chakha le tu isko meethi hai supari hai
aakhiyan milai le gori hai kanwari hai
chakhale tu isko meethi hai supari hai

hirni jaise uchhal rahi hai meri mast jawani
agan alagi hai nash nash mein saiya barsa de pani
hirni jaise uchhal rahi hai meri mast jawani
agan alagi hai nash nash mein saiya barsa de pani
dhire dhire kar gayi jadu mujh pe teri najariya
kare deewana mujhko teri ye bali umariya
ab to machal raha hai manwa dol raha hai imaan
gori de de tera paan chhori de de tera paan
raja khale mera paan chhaila khale mera paan
gori de de tera paan chhori de de tera paan
raja khale mera paan chhaila khale mera paan
gori de de tera paan chhori de de tera paan
raja khale mera paan chhaila khale mera paan

Eyes meet, fair maiden, a young bud blooms,
Taste it, sweet, like betel's sugared rooms.
Eyes meet, fair maiden, a young bud blooms,
Taste it, sweet, like betel's sugared rooms.
Eyes meet, fair maiden, a young bud blooms,
Taste it, sweet, like betel's sugared rooms.

Oh, King, partake of my betel, my love, take.
Oh, King, partake of my betel, my love, take.
All's offered to my betel, I'm yours to take, King.
Oh, King, partake of my betel, my love, take.
Oh, King, partake of my betel, my love, take.
Eyes meet, fair maiden, a young bud blooms,
Taste it, sweet, like betel's sugared rooms.
Eyes meet, fair maiden, a young bud blooms,
Taste it, sweet, like betel's sugared rooms.

Saffron's fire, lime's chalk, betel's perfect seed,
Clove and cardamom's pleasure, taste, heed, take heed.
Saffron's fire, lime's chalk, betel's perfect seed,
Clove and cardamom's pleasure, taste, heed, take heed.
This betel, no, don't eat, go, mad one, flee!
Control your heart, and guard your youth's decree!
Make my luscious katha the pride of your mouth, King.
Partake of my betel, my love, take.
Partake of my betel, my love, take.
Eyes meet, fair maiden, a young bud blooms,
Taste it, sweet, like betel's sugared rooms.
Eyes meet, fair maiden, a young bud blooms,
Taste it, sweet, like betel's sugared rooms.

Sixteen springs have bloomed, a blouse undone,
UP and Bihar wage war, my race has begun.
Sixteen springs have bloomed, a blouse undone,
UP and Bihar wage war, my race has begun.
In love's maze, do not fall,
Girl, do not lose nights and slumber,
Now take heed, fair one, glance this way,
Where is your mind, take my betel,
My love, take. King, partake of my betel,
My love, take. Eyes meet, fair maiden,
A young bud blooms, taste it, sweet, like betel's sugared rooms.
Eyes meet, fair maiden, a young bud blooms,
Taste it, sweet, like betel's sugared rooms.

Like a deer, my vibrant youth leaps free,
Fire ablaze in every vein, lover, pour on me.
Like a deer, my vibrant youth leaps free,
Fire ablaze in every vein, lover, pour on me.
Slowly, your gaze cast a spell on me,
Your youthful bloom drives me mad, you see.
Now my heart is restless, my faith takes flight,
Fair one, give your betel, girl, give your light.
King, partake of my betel, my love, take.
Fair one, give your betel, girl, give your light.
King, partake of my betel, my love, take.
Fair one, give your betel, girl, give your light.
King, partake of my betel, my love, take.