kali nagin ke jaise julfe teri kali kali
sagar ko moti aur suraj ko tu deti hai lali
kali nagin ke jaise julfe teri kali kali
sagar ko moti aur suraj ko tu deti hai lali
dekhe jo tujhko mann mera bole
mann me basi hai tu hole hole
kali nagin ke jaise julfe teri kali kali
sagar ko moti aur suraj ko tu deti hai lali

gal hai gore gore, hoth hai bhar ras ke pyale
chal hai behaki behaki, tu kisi pe bhi dore dale
rup hai tikha tikha, rang hai mera sabse aala
husn pe mar mitta hai, chahe ho phir koi dil wala
dekhe jo tujhko mann mera bole
mann me basi hai tu hole hole
kali nagin ke jaise julfe teri kali kali
sagar ko moti aur suraj ko tu deti hai lali

mere dil pe hai tere pyar ka nasha halka halka
bekarari ka mere jam sanam chalka chalka
hosh me na hai koi sab pe hai tera jadu jadu
hai kadam behke behke khud pe na mera kabu kabu
dekhe jo tujhko mann mera bole
mann me basa hai tu hole hole
kali nagin ke jaise julfe meri kali kali
sagar ko moti aur suraj ko tu deti hai lali
dekhe jo tujhko mann mera bole
mann me basa hai tu hole hole
kali nagin ke jaise julfe teri kali kali
sagar ko moti aur suraj ko tu deti hai lali


lyrics typed by : pournima gujar

Your tresses, like a serpent, night-born, black,
You gift the sea with pearls, the sun with crimson track.
Your tresses, like a serpent, night-born, black,
You gift the sea with pearls, the sun with crimson track.
My heart beholds and whispers low,
You dwell within, a gentle flow.
Your tresses, like a serpent, night-born, black,
You gift the sea with pearls, the sun with crimson track.

Your cheeks, a milky dawn, your lips, a brimming cup,
Your steps, a dance that casts a spell, lifting all up.
Your beauty, sharp and keen, a color unsurpassed,
For your allure, a thousand hearts are cast.
My heart beholds and whispers low,
You dwell within, a gentle flow.
Your tresses, like a serpent, night-born, black,
You gift the sea with pearls, the sun with crimson track.

Your love's a gentle wine that stirs my soul,
My restlessness, a cup that overflows.
No senses hold, your magic is the key,
My faltering steps, no longer mine, but thee.
My heart beholds and whispers low,
You dwell within, a gentle flow.
Your tresses, like a serpent, night-born, black,
You gift the sea with pearls, the sun with crimson track.
My heart beholds and whispers low,
You dwell within, a gentle flow.
Your tresses, like a serpent, night-born, black,
You gift the sea with pearls, the sun with crimson track.