lo khili khet me sarso, ye sun sun gujre barso
tum banoge mere balma, aaj ya kal ya parso
lo khili khet me sarso, ye sun sun gujre barso
tum banoge mere balma aaj ya kal ya parso

din dur nahi wo gori, tum hoke rahogi mori
din dur nahi wo gori, tum hoke rahogi mori
kahi bhul na jana saiya, mere dil ki karke chori
kahi bhul na jana saiya, mere dil ki karke chori
kahi intzar me tere, murjha na jaye sarso
tum banoge mere balma, aaj ya kal ya parso
lo khili khet me sarso, ye sun sun gujre barso
tum banoge mere balma, aaj ya kal ya parso

mere sang sang chalte rahio
fir bat na aisi kahio
mere sang sang chalte rahio
fir bat na aisi kahio
dar lage mere jee ko
kahi chhod mujhe na jaiyo
dar lage mere jee ko
kahi chhod mujhe na jaiyo
ho jaungi mai akeli jaise pili ye sarso
tum banoge mere balma, aaj ya kal ya parso
lo khili khet me sarso, ye sun sun gujre barso
tum banoge mere balma, aaj ya kal ya parso

Behold, the mustard blooms in fields of gold, as whispered years unfold,
You'll be my love, my only one, today, tomorrow, soon to hold.
Behold, the mustard blooms in fields of gold, as whispered years unfold,
You'll be my love, my only one, today, tomorrow, soon to hold.

The day is near, my fair one, you'll be mine, beneath the sun,
The day is near, my fair one, you'll be mine, beneath the sun,
Don't forget, my love, my dear one, having stolen what I've won,
Don't forget, my love, my dear one, having stolen what I've won,
Lest in waiting, my mustard, yellow with the setting sun,
You'll be my love, my only one, today, tomorrow, soon to hold.
Behold, the mustard blooms in fields of gold, as whispered years unfold,
You'll be my love, my only one, today, tomorrow, soon to hold.

Walk beside me, always near, banish words that bring me fear,
Walk beside me, always near, banish words that bring me fear,
My heart is filled with dread, my dear, forsake me not, please persevere,
My heart is filled with dread, my dear, forsake me not, please persevere,
I'll be alone, like fields of gold, where mustard flowers disappear,
You'll be my love, my only one, today, tomorrow, soon to hold.
Behold, the mustard blooms in fields of gold, as whispered years unfold,
You'll be my love, my only one, today, tomorrow, soon to hold.