chhuta teer jo uske kaman se ja lage ji tilak na
chori likhi hai bhag me tere to kya sona kya jagna
ho sawa te suha rang sabke nasib da
ho sawa te suha rang nasib da
khele dukh sukh aankh micholi
ho khele dukh sukh aankh micholi

jee me tu ja me tu mere sare jaha me tu
jee me tu ja me tu mere sare jaha me tu
ho sawa te suha rang sabke nasib da
khele dukh sukh aankh micholi
mera murshid khele holi mera murshid khele holi
yaara rang hai uska nyara mera murshid khele holi

pyala chhidke apne karam ka
pyala chhidke apne karam ka rang de sab sansara
mera murshid khele holi mera murshid khele holi
pyala chhidke apne karam ka ho
pyala chhidke apne karam ka rang de sab sansara

ishk da rang hai nyara tere ishk da rang hai nyara
tere ishk da rang hai nyara tere ishk da rang hai nyara
jee me tu ja me tu mere sare jaha me tu
jee me tu ja me tu mere sare jaha me tu

uski rangat meri aadat uski chahat ek ibadat
uski rangat meri aadat hai uski chahat ek ibadat hai
uske hone se sab salamat hai
uski najro se sabki barkat hai sabki barkat hai
naache nasiba taar pe jispe hath hai jiske dori
mera murshid khele holi mera murshid khele holi

pyala chhidke apne karam ka
pyala chhidke apne karam ka rang de sab sansara
ishk da rang hai nyara tere ishk da rang hai nyara
tere ishk da rang hai nyara tere ishk da rang hai nyara

uske rahem se sab kuchh rangiya rangiya
uski naimat se jag sajiya
kahi kanto pe phul bikhraye kahi ashko ke bij muskaye
kahi kanto pe phul bikhraye kahi ashko ke bij muskaye
kahi palko pe khvab sajaye kahi raato se nind udaaye
kahi badal kahi barkha kahi vakhra kahi sarkha

rup se rup pe na ja uske sabad anek hai ek hai vohi
mera murshid khele holi mera murshid khele holi
yara rang hai uska nyara mera murshid khele holi
jee me tu ja me tu mere sare jaha me tu
jee me tu ja me tu mere sare jaha me tu
jee me tu ja me tu mere sare jaha me tu
jee me tu ja me tu mere sare jaha me tu

pyala chhidke apne karam ka rang de sab sansara
pyala chhidke apne karam ka
pyala chhidke apne karam ka rang de sab sansara
ishk da rang hai nyara tere ishk da rang hai nyara
tere ishk da rang hai nyara tere ishk da rang hai nyara
jee me tu ja me tu mere sare jaha me tu
jee me tu ja me tu mere sare jaha me tu

The arrow loosed, it finds its mark, no touch of fate shall stay.
If theft is etched upon your soul, why chase the gold, why greet the day?
A vibrant hue, for all to claim, a fate both bright and bold.
A vibrant hue, for all to claim, a story to be told.
The dance of sorrow, joy's embrace, a cosmic game we play.
Within my heart, beyond my reach, in all the world, You stay.
A vibrant hue, for all to claim, a fate both bright and bold.
The dance of sorrow, joy's embrace, the story to unfold.
My guide now plays the Holi game, my guide now plays the Holi.
His colors are a world apart, my guide now plays the Holi.
He spills the cup of grace divine,
He spills the cup of grace divine, and paints the world anew.
My guide now plays the Holi game, my guide now plays the Holi.
He spills the cup of grace divine,
He spills the cup of grace divine, and paints the world anew.
The color of love, a world apart, the color of your love, a start.
The color of love, a world apart, the color of your love, a start.
Within my heart, beyond my reach, in all the world, You stay.
Within my heart, beyond my reach, in all the world, You stay.

His essence, my custom, in his love, a holy quest.
His essence, my custom, in his love, a holy quest.
Through Him, all is safe, truly blessed.
From His gaze, blessings cascade, our lives are blessed.
The fate that dances on the string, held in His guiding hand.
My guide now plays the Holi game, my guide now plays the Holi.
He spills the cup of grace divine,
He spills the cup of grace divine, and paints the world anew.
The color of love, a world apart, the color of your love, a start.
The color of love, a world apart, the color of your love, a start.

By His mercy, all is dyed, dyed in hues so bright.
By His grace, the world adorned, a glorious sight.
On thorns, he scatters blooming flowers, and seeds of tears, that bloom to smiles.
On thorns, he scatters blooming flowers, and seeds of tears, that bloom to smiles.
On lashes, dreams he now adorns, and steals away our sleep at nights.
Clouds of rain, a change we crave, a different hue, the same, to save.
Do not judge by form alone, though in words, He is the same.
My guide now plays the Holi game, my guide now plays the Holi.
His colors are a world apart, my guide now plays the Holi.
Within my heart, beyond my reach, in all the world, You stay.
Within my heart, beyond my reach, in all the world, You stay.
Within my heart, beyond my reach, in all the world, You stay.
Within my heart, beyond my reach, in all the world, You stay.
He spills the cup of grace divine, and paints the world anew.
He spills the cup of grace divine,
He spills the cup of grace divine, and paints the world anew.
The color of love, a world apart, the color of your love, a start.
The color of love, a world apart, the color of your love, a start.
Within my heart, beyond my reach, in all the world, You stay.
Within my heart, beyond my reach, in all the world, You stay.