kajara laga ke gajara saja ke
kajara laga ke gajara saja ke bijuri gira ke jaiyo na
nain mila ke chain chura ke nidiya uda ke jaiyo na
kajara laga ke gajara saja ke bijuri gira ke jaiyo na
nain mila ke chain chura ke nidiya uda ke jaiyo na
kajara aa gajara aa

mukhada na dekho darpan me jhanko zara mere man me
mukhada na dekho, na dekho
mukhada na dekho darpan me jhanko zara mere man me
aise jiya pe chhai ho jaise ghataen savan me
rat aur din tumhare bin man me aur kaun hai
ab zid chhodo na age-age daudo dil na mera todo
ghunghata gira ke
ghunghata gira ke mukhada chhipa ke bijuri gira ke jaiyo na
nain mila ke chain chura ke nidiya uda ke jaiyo na
kajara aa gajara aa

chhodo meri kalai ko sun lo meri duhai ko
chhodo meri o zulmi
chhodo meri kalai ko sun lo meri duhai ko
kyo chhedate ho raste me ladaki kisi parai ko
mera nam ho badanam ye jo koi dekh le
chalo hato jao jiya na dhadakao dekho baj ao
apana bana ke
apana bana ke sapana dikha ke nidiya uda ke jaiyo na
nain mila ke chain chura ke nidiya uda ke jaiyo na
kajara laga ke gajara saja ke bijuri gira ke jaiyo na
nain mila ke chain chura ke nidiya uda ke jaiyo na
kajara aa gajara aa
kajara aa gajara aa

With kohl-lined eyes, adorned with fragrant blooms,
And lightning flashing, vanish not into tombs.
Meeting my gaze, stealing peace away,
And banishing slumber, do not stray.
With kohl and flowers, a sweet disguise.

Gaze not at your reflection, but peer into my soul,
Gaze not, no, do not behold,
Gaze not at your reflection, but peer into my soul,
For your presence has enveloped me, like monsoon's roll.
Night and day, without you, my heart finds no other home,
Release your demands, and break not my heart, alone.
Veiling your face,
Veiling your face, concealing your sight, and with lightning's grace, depart not.
Meeting my gaze, stealing peace away,
And banishing slumber, do not stray.
With kohl and flowers, a sweet disguise.

Release my wrist, heed my humble plea,
Release my hold, oh, cruel one,
Release my wrist, heed my humble plea,
Why do you tease a maiden, who is not meant to be,
My name shall be tarnished if someone should see,
Go now, depart, my heart do not tease, heed my every decree,
Making me yours,
Making me yours, showing me a dream, and with slumber's gleam, depart not.
Meeting my gaze, stealing peace away,
And banishing slumber, do not stray.
With kohl-lined eyes, adorned with fragrant blooms,
And lightning flashing, vanish not into tombs.
Meeting my gaze, stealing peace away,
And banishing slumber, do not stray.
With kohl and flowers, a sweet disguise.
With kohl and flowers, a sweet disguise.