kaun se dariya, kaun si nadiya ki tu rehane wali
kaun se dariya, kaun si nadiya ki tu rehane wali
dekh machhere jaal mein mere fas gayi kaun yeh sali
dekh machhere jaal mein mere fas gayi kaun yeh sali
kaun se dariya, kaun si nadiya ki tu rehane wali
dekh machhere jaal mein mere fas gayi kaun yeh sali

bachke bachke bachke
dariya mein na aag laga de le kar yeh angdayi
dariya mein na aag laga de le kar yeh angdayi
pariyon ke des se koyi pari bhag aayi, pari bhag aayi
honton andar dabi huyi hai, pyar bhari ek gali
dekh machhere jaal mein mere fas gayi kaun yeh sali
dekh machhere jaal mein mere fas gayi kaun yeh sali

dharati pe aa gira gagan se koyi chand ka tukada
haay re kya baat re
dharati pe aa gira gagan se koyi chand ka tukada
apane shehar mein toh nahi aisa mukhada, nahi aisa mukhada
mukhade pe thoda gussa, thodi si sharam ki lali
dekh machhere jaal mein mere fas gayi kaun yeh sali

bheege badan se choli chunari lipati lipati jaaye
are yeh mar gaya, mar gaya re
bheege badan se choli chunari lipati lipati jaaye
laaj ke mare gori simati simati jaaye
rang gulabi ang sharabi, chal badi matwali
dekh machhere jaal mein mere fas gayi kaun yeh sali
hey kaun se dariya, kaun si nadiya ki tu rehane wali
dekh machhere jaal mein mere fas gayi kaun yeh sali

From which river, from which waters do you hail?
From which river, from which waters do you hail?
See, in the fisherman's net, which one has failed?
See, in the fisherman's net, which one has failed?
From which river, from which waters do you hail?
See, in the fisherman's net, which one has failed?

Beware, beware, beware!
Lest you set the river ablaze with your sway!
Lest you set the river ablaze with your sway!
A fairy, from the land of fairies, has run away!
Within your lips, a curse of love does lie.
See, in the fisherman's net, which one has failed?
See, in the fisherman's net, which one has failed?

From the sky, a piece of the moon has descended,
Oh, what a sight!
From the sky, a piece of the moon has descended,
My city knows not a face so bright, a face so bright.
Upon her face, a hint of anger, a blush of shame.
See, in the fisherman's net, which one has failed?

From a wet body, a blouse, a scarf, entwined,
Alas, I am undone! I am undone!
From a wet body, a blouse, a scarf, entwined,
Shame makes the fair one shrink, confined.
Her color, rose; her limbs, intoxicated; my gait, wild.
See, in the fisherman's net, which one has failed?
From which river, from which waters do you hail?
See, in the fisherman's net, which one has failed?