chanda chhup jaane laga, tare sharmane lage
gori ka mukhada dekho
ambar jhuk jaane laga, chamke bhi ruk jaane lagi
gori ka mukhada dekho
he he he he ho ho ho ho
lal chunariya odhali maine jabse piya ke naam ki
lal chunariya odhali maine jabse piya ke naam ki
lal chunariya odhali maine jabse piya ke naam ki
mere piya bhi kehane lage hai, main na rahi kisi kam ki
lal chunariya odhali tune jabse piya ke naam ki
lal chunariya odhali tune jabse piya ke naam ki
tere piya bhi kehane lage hai, le ye jaan tere naam ki
lal chunariya odhali maine jabse piya ke naam ki

mehanga pada re mujhe dil ka lagana
kar na saki re main to koyi bahana
bole ye chudi bole ye kangana
jaana hai jaana tujhe piya ji ke angana
kisko padi hai ab meri sajaan, chahat ke anjam ki
tere piya bhi kehane lage hai, le ye jaan tere naam ki
lal chunariya odhali maine jabse piya ke naam ki

gori ke hatho rachi mehandi hajari
jachati hai kaise dekho dulhan hamari
chanda barati tare barati
hum tum bane hai dekho janmo ke sathi
rang birangi kismat hai ab meri subaho sham ki
mere piya bhi kehane lage hai, main na rahi kisi kam ki
lal chunariya odhali tune jabse piya ke naam ki

The moon begins to hide, stars blush shy,
Behold her face, so fair, that's passing by.
The heavens bend, the gleam begins to cease,
Behold her face, in heart's sweet release.
He he he he ho ho ho ho

When crimson veils I donned, for love's own name,
When crimson veils I donned, in love's own flame,
When crimson veils I donned, by love's sweet claim,
My love then said, "No task remains for me,"
When crimson veils you donned, for love's decree,
When crimson veils you donned, wild and free,
Your love then said, "My soul, I give to thee,"
When crimson veils I donned, for love to be.

Love's costly price, my heart's sweet, tender plea,
No artifice, no trick, could set me free.
The bangles chime, the bracelets softly gleam,
To my love's home, I journey in a dream.
Who cares now for the love's sweet end, I see?
Your love then said, "My soul, I give to thee,"
When crimson veils I donned, for love to be.

Upon her hands, a henna tapestry,
How well she shines, our bride for all to see!
The moon, a guest, the stars, a joyful band,
We two are one, bound by love's command.
My fate is bright, with dawn's and evening's glee,
My love then said, "No task remains for me,"
When crimson veils you donned, for love to be.