sun lo na mori arji
are sun lo na mori arji
meri choli sila de o darji, o darji re
choli sila de o darji
ho mere baap main kaise lu naap
are o mere baap main kaise lu naap
mujhe aati hai
mujhe aati hai dekho shram ji
aa meri choli sila de o darji, o darji re
choli sila de o darji

ang ang mora ubharta hi jaye
kaise chhupau chhupaya na jaye
fatta hai kapda are rerere
fatta hai kapda sambhala na jaye
yaha jo silau to waha khul jaye
o meri maa yaha se tu ja, ja na
o meri maa yaha se tu ja
mera manwa hai
mera manwa hai bilkul naram ji
aa meri choli sila de o darji, o darji re
choli sila de o darji

ae chahe to pahle hi maal waal du
teri machine me tel daal du
bol tere sath, ar ghochu
bol tere sath kaam kitna karu
la teri sui me dhaga bharu
hey aisa na kar mujhe lagta hai dar
ari aisa na kar mujhe lagta hai dar
bhala kis me hai
bolo kis me hai itni energy
aa meri choli sila de o darji, o darji re
choli sila de o darji

o kaahe tu itne nakhre kare
kyun mujhko chhune se itna dare
aage pichhe le le le
are aage pichhe mere kitne gire
lekin ye dil mera tujhpe mare
see dunga main teri choli ki jai
jai see dunga main teri choli ki jai
main hu basu
main hu basu tu meri chatterji
aa meri choli sila de o darji, o darji re
choli sila de o darji darji darji re
choli sila de o mere darjwa
choli sila de o mere darji
choli sila de o darji

Hear my plea,
Oh, hear my plea,
Tailor, tailor, stitch my blouse for me,
Stitch my blouse, oh tailor,
How can I give you my measure,
Oh, how can I give you my measure,
For shame,
For shame overcomes me,
Oh, stitch my blouse for me, tailor, tailor,
Stitch my blouse, oh tailor.

My every curve, it swells and blooms,
How to conceal, what cannot be consumed,
The fabric tears, alas, alas,
The cloth gives way, cannot be held fast,
If stitched here, it bursts there and escapes,
Oh mother, leave me, go away,
Oh mother, depart, go,
My heart is,
My heart is soft as the dawn's decree,
Oh, stitch my blouse for me, tailor, tailor,
Stitch my blouse, oh tailor.

If you desire, I'll offer gold and more,
I'll oil your machine and explore,
Tell me, how much can I do for you,
Tell me, how much will you have me do,
I'll thread your needle, I'll sew for you,
Oh, do not do that, I'm filled with dread,
Oh, do not do that, I'm filled with dread,
Tell me who,
Tell me who holds such energy,
Oh, stitch my blouse for me, tailor, tailor,
Stitch my blouse, oh tailor.

Why these airs, this coy display,
Why fear my touch, and turn away,
They fell for me, behind and before,
Ah, they fell for me, many before,
But my heart for you, now it implores,
I'll stitch your blouse, victory,
I'll stitch your blouse, victory,
I am Basu,
I am Basu, you are my Chatterjee,
Oh, stitch my blouse for me, tailor, tailor,
Stitch my blouse, oh tailor, tailor, tailor,
Stitch my blouse, oh my tailor,
Stitch my blouse, oh my tailor,
Stitch my blouse, oh tailor.