uyi maa
kas ke na dalo haye
kas ke na dalo uyi maa tut jayegi
ho kas ke na dalo tut jayegi
hari chudi ye kaanch ki
kas ke na dalo tut jayegi
hari chudi ye kaanch ki
dhire se pyar se chadhaunga
main to dhire se pyar se chadhaunga
mujhe kasam ram ki
kas ke na dalo haye
kas ke na dalo uyi maa
kas ke na dalo

bolo to sabun laga lu kya
mera pasina kafi hai
jaldi se dalo to jaan chhue
are thode dard ki mafi hai
khun ki nadiya haye
khun ki nadiya bah jayegi
ghusi jo chudi kaanch ki
kas ke na dalo haye
kas ke na dalo uyi maa
kas ke na dalo

haye haye
kalaiya tut gayi
ari haldi kalaiya me mal dunga ha
itni na taqat laga julmi
taqat bina kaise dalunga
ram kasam haye
ram kasam marwaegi
bairi chudi ye kaanch ki
kas ke na dalo haye
kas ke na dalo uyi maa
kas ke na dalo

chudi chadha mujhpe girta hai kyu
tujhpe girunga to kya lunga
ab to subah se sahm huyi
are sone se pahle chadha
lene ke dene haye
lene ke dene padwaegi
mari chudi ye kaanch ki
dhire se pyar se chadhaunga
main to dhire se pyar se chadhaunga
ho mujhe kasam ram ki
kas ke na dalo haye
kas ke na dalo uyi maa
kas ke na dalo

Oh, mother,
Don't press so hard, alas,
Don't press so hard, oh mother, it will break,
Oh, don't press so hard, it will break,
These green bangles, made of glass,
Don't press so hard, it will break,
These green bangles, made of glass.
Gently, with love, I will place them on,
Gently, with love, I will place them on.
I swear by Ram,
Don't press so hard, alas,
Don't press so hard, oh mother,
Don't press so hard.

Should I use soap, tell me?
My own sweat is enough,
Put them on quickly, let this be done,
Forgive me for the little hurt.
Rivers of blood, alas,
Rivers of blood will flow,
If the glass bangle pierces in.
Don't press so hard, alas,
Don't press so hard, oh mother,
Don't press so hard.

Alas, alas,
The wrists are breaking,
I'll apply turmeric to the wrists, yes.
Don't exert so much strength, cruel one,
How else will I place them on without force?
By Ram, alas,
By Ram, you'll be the death of me,
This treacherous glass bangle.
Don't press so hard, alas,
Don't press so hard, oh mother,
Don't press so hard.

Why do you fall upon me when placing the bangle?
If I fall upon you, what will I receive?
Now from morning to evening it has become,
Before sleep, I will place them on,
To give and to take, alas,
To give and to take it will cause,
This killer glass bangle.
Gently, with love, I will place them on,
Gently, with love, I will place them on.
Oh, I swear by Ram,
Don't press so hard, alas,
Don't press so hard, oh mother,
Don't press so hard, yes.