mere chehre me chupa hai meri maa ka chehra
mere chehre me chupa hai meri ma ka chehra
meri ankho se meri maa ki mahak aati hai
mere chehre me chupa hai meri ma ka chehra
meri ankho se meri maa ki mahak aati hai

mathe pe bindiya lagati hu maa ki sadi jo pahanti hu kabhi
mathe pe bindiya lagati hu maa ki sadi jo pahanti hu kabhi
ha ha waise hi sar pe girake anchal baba kahte hai bade lad se aksar
mere chehre me chupa hai meri ma ka chehra
meri ankho se meri maa ki mahak aati hai

maa meri harpal hi milti hai meri sari adato me jiti hai
maa meri harpal hi milti hai meri sari adato me jiti hai
ha ha bate bhi waise hi karti hu
mgar meri awaz pe kahte hai ye baba

mere chehre me chupa hai meri ma ka chehra
meri ankho se meri maa ki mahak ati hai
meri ankho se meri maa ki mahak ati hai

Within my face, my mother's face resides,
A hidden echo where her spirit glides.
From my eyes, her fragrance softly streams,
A timeless whisper of forgotten dreams.

When on my brow, a bindi finds its place,
Or draped in silk, I wear her gentle grace,
My father smiles, a love that knows no end,
And with a whispered fondness, he doth bend.

My mother lives in every thought I hold,
In every habit, bravely, she unfolds.
Her essence weaves within my daily plea,
And mirrors her in how I talk and be.
My father hears my voice and softly sighs,

Within my face, my mother's face resides,
From my eyes, her fragrance softly streams,
From my eyes, her fragrance softly streams.