he re maalan thara baag me
naajuk naajuk daal pe
naarangi latke naarangi latke
are maalan thara baag me
naarangi latke
naarangi latke re maahro jiyo bhatke
naarangi latke re maahro jiyo bhatke
are maalan thara baag me
naarangi latke daal pe
naarangi latke lage lage
naarangi latke
are maalan thara baag me
naarangi latke

are maalan me jamuna tat waali
badan hai mera kul
badan hai mera kul
kar na dena is naarangi ko chhune ki bhul
ha chhune ki bhul
hath jo lagaya to khayega jhatke
aiisa kya
naarangi latke naarangi latke
are maalan thara baag me
naarangi latke
naarangi latke re maahro jiyo bhatke
naarangi latke re maahro jiyo bhatke
maalan thara baag me
naajuk naajuk daal pe
naarangi latke naarangi latke
are maalan thara baag me
naarangi latke

mithi mithi ras bhari pe sabka man lalchaaye
o mithi mithi ras bhari pe sabka man lalchaaye
mithi mithi ras bhari pe
dekh ke teri naarangi bhawra premi ban jaaye
bhawra premi ban jaaye
naarangi ke rang pe mere naina atke
oye hoye
naarangi latke naarangi latke
are maalan thara baag me
naarangi latke
naarangi latke re maahro jiyo bhatke
naarangi latke re maahro jiyo bhatke
maalan thara baag me
naajuk naajuk daal pe
naarangi latke naarangi latke
are maalan thara baag me
naarangi latke

maan ja re raaja
maan ja re raaja
maan ja re raaja
maan ja
maan ja re gauri
maan ja re gauri
maan ja re gauri
maan ja
piya kaun gali gaye shaam
mori sudh na li ni haay ram
piya kaun gali gaye shaam
are gaanw gaanw aur shahar shahar me charche hai subah shaam
gaanw gaanw aur shahar shahar me
gaanw gaanw aur shahar shahar me
koi chuka na paaye teri naarangi ke daam
naarngi ke daam
teri naarangi sari duniya se hat ke
oye oye
naarangi latke lage lage
naarangi latke
are maalan thara baag me
naarangi latke
naarangi latke ri maahro jiyo bhatke
naarangi latke ri maahro jiyo bhatke
are maalan thara baag me
naajuk naajuk daal pe naarangi latke lage lage
naarangi latke
are maalan thara baag me
naarangi latke

main apni naarangi pe likha pyar ka naam
likha pyar ka naam
dekh na aise mud mud ke mujhko mere gulfaam
mujhko mere gulfaam
meri naarangi sabki najro me khatke
haay main mar java
naarangi latke
naarangi latke lage lage
are maalan thara baag mein
naarangi latke
naarangi latke ri maahro jiyo bhatke
naarangi latke ri maahro jiyo bhatke
are maalan thara baag me
najuk najuk daal pe
naarangi latke naarangi latke
are maalan thara baag me
naarangi latke

maan ja re raaja
maan ja re raaja
maan ja re raaja
maan ja
naarangi latke ri mhaaro man bhatke ri
naarangi latke ri mhaaro man bhatke ri

In the gardener's orchard, on branches so frail,
Oranges hang, a vibrant trail.
Oranges sway, my spirit astray,
Oranges tempt in the orchard's display.

In the gardener's orchard, on branches so fine,
Oranges gleam, a tempting sign.
Gardener, by the Yamuna's shore,
My body is cool, forevermore.
Do not dare touch, this fruit so bright,
Or you'll feel the sting, with all your might.
Oranges sway, in the orchard's keep,
Oranges allure, secrets they sleep.

Sweet, sweet nectar, a tempting guise,
Sweet, sweet nectar, before my eyes.
Seeing your oranges, the bee turns to lover,
In the orange's hue, two souls discover.
Oranges sway, my spirit astray,
In the gardener's orchard, on branches so frail,
Oranges hang, a vibrant trail.

Oh, accept my plea, my king, accept,
Accept my plea, my love, you have not kept.
My love, which path have you trod this eve?
My memory you have not believed!
In every town and every city's core,
Your orange is the talk, evermore.
No one can match, your orange's worth,
Your orange unique on this earth.
Oranges sway, in the orchard's keep,
Oranges allure, secrets they sleep.
Oranges sway, my spirit astray,
In the gardener's orchard, on branches so frail,
Oranges hang, a vibrant trail.

On my orange, I've written love's name,
Love's name, a fiery flame.
Don't gaze at me, my dearest one,
My beloved, where have you run?
My orange, in every eye, does tease,
Oh, how I suffer, if you please.
Oranges sway, in the orchard's keep,
Oranges allure, secrets they sleep.
Oranges sway, my spirit astray,
In the gardener's orchard,
On branches so frail,
Oranges hang, a vibrant trail.
Oranges tempt, accept my plea, my king,
Accept my plea, accept my offering.
Oranges sway, my spirit astray.