ho mohe acchi bhali lage babul ki dagariya
mai nahi jaun sasariye mai nahi jaau sasariye

mohe pyari nyari lage babul ki nagariya
mohe pyari nyari lage babul ki nagariya
mai nahi jaun sasariye mai nahi jaau sasariye

sun ri sakhi haa jii sun ri sakhi kya
sun ri sakhi sasu maa meri lalita pawar
aay haay laita pawar aay haay laita pawar
o mohe haay haay haay o mohe kadhaye re
ghungta baar baar aay haay ghungta baar baar
aay haay ghungta baar baar
mai nahi jaun sasariye mai nahi jaau sasariye

sun ri sakhi haa ji sun ri saki kya
sun ri sakhi mora sasur amrish puri
aay haay amrish puri aay haay amrish puri
aay haay amrish puri o mohe haa haay haay
o mohe dar lage chalaye wo chaku churi chalaye
wo chaku churi chalaye wo chaku churi
mai nahi jaun sasariye mai nahi jaau sasariye

sun ri sakhi haa ji sun ri sakhi kya
sun ri sakhi jeth mera haay shakti kapoor
aay haay shakti kapoor aay haay shakti kapoor
wo dare haay haay haay wo dare jethani se
bataye mora kasoor bataye mora kasoor
bataye mora kasoor
mai nahi jaun sasariye mai nahi jaau sasariye

sun ri sakhi haa ji sun ri sakhi kya
sun ri sakhi mori jethani haay aruna irani
haay haay aruna irani haay haay aruna irani
wo bhare haay haay haay wo bhare saiya ke kaan
bataye jhuti kahani bataye jhuti kahani
mai nahi jaun sasariye mai nahi jaau sasariye

sun ri sakhi haa ji sun ri sakhi kya
sun ri sakhi mora dewar haay gulshan grover
haay haay gulshan grover gulshan grover
wo mua haay haay wo mua
khele jua churae more zewar churae more zewar
churae more zewar
mai nahi jaun sasariye mai nahi jaau sasariye
mai nahi jaun sasariye mai nahi jaau sasariye
mai nahi jaun sasariye mai nahi jaau sasariye
mai nahi jaun sasariye mai nahi jaau sasariye

The path of father, it feels so sweet,
I will not go to my husband's street.
I cherish, I love my father's town,
I will not go, my heart will drown.

Listen, dear friend, oh listen what?
My mother-in-law, a veiled knot,
Oh, Lalita Pawar, a fearsome sight,
She pulls my veil with all her might.
I will not go to my husband's street.

Listen, dear friend, oh listen what?
My brother-in-law, a shadowed threat,
Amrish Puri, a cruel command,
His knives and blades, I don't understand.
I will not go to my husband's street.

Listen, dear friend, oh listen what?
My husband's brother, a fearful thought,
Shakti Kapoor, a shadowed plea,
He tells my faults, for all to see.
I will not go to my husband's street.

Listen, dear friend, oh listen what?
My husband's brother's wife, a plot,
Aruna Irani, her words, they sting,
She fills his ears, the lies she'll sing.
I will not go to my husband's street.

Listen, dear friend, oh listen what?
My husband's younger brother, a rot,
Gulshan Grover, a gambling soul,
He steals my jewels, takes his toll.
I will not go to my husband's street.
I will not go to my husband's street.
I will not go to my husband's street.
I will not go to my husband's street.