saath kali ko ghagro kali kali mai pher
iska ghera aisa ghera le duniya ko ghere
haye haye haye mora resham ka ghagra
mora resham ka ghagra najaara mare re
mora resham ka ghagra najaara mare re
najaara mare re ye jadu dare re
najaara mare re ye jadu dare re
mora resham ka ghagra najaara mare re

naak ki nathni jo koi dekhe jee sabka lalchaye
hath ki mahandi haye hoth ki lali
aankh me aankh lagaye
dekho malmal ki chhunri
dekho malmal ki chhunari ishara maare re
ishara maare re ye jadu dare re
mora resham ka ghagra najaara mare re

roop humara papi bichua man pe dank lagaye
humari najariya haye jo dola
tham ke dil rah jaye dekho mukhde ki chandni
dekho mukhde ki chandni ujala mare re
ujala mare re ye jadu dare re
mora resham ka ghagra najara mare re

roop rupiya mai nahi mangu dil ka hira de do
rang rangeelo laal vo vardi dil ka moti le lo
dekho kajre ka teer bhi aaha
dekho kajre ka teer bhi nishana mare re
nishana mare re ye jadu dare re
mora resham ka ghagra najaara mare re
mora resham ka ghagra najaara mare re

Sixty petals, a skirt of bloom, each one a turning tide,
Its circle woven, a world embraced, where all can gently glide.
Oh, my silken skirt, a vision to behold,
My silken skirt, a spectacle to enfold.
It stuns, it bewitches, a magic it weaves,
It stuns, it bewitches, the heart it deceives.
My silken skirt, a vision it leaves.

The nose ring's gleam, a sight that makes hearts yearn,
The henna's hand, the ruby lip, where passions softly burn.
Eyes that meet, a lock of sight,
Behold the muslin veil, a whisper in the light.
It beckons, it bewitches, a magic it weaves,
My silken skirt, a vision it leaves.

Our beauty, a serpent's sting, upon the heart it preys,
Our gaze, a tremor, where the pulse of the soul stays.
See the moon's face, a radiant grace,
See the moon's face, lighting up the space.
It brightens, it bewitches, a magic it weaves,
My silken skirt, a vision it leaves.

I seek no riches, no coin to claim, give me the heart's bright gem,
The hues of red, the vibrant creed, the soul's true diadem.
The kohl's arrow, with a piercing aim,
The kohl's arrow, ignites the flame.
It stuns, it bewitches, a magic it weaves,
My silken skirt, a vision it leaves.
My silken skirt, a vision it leaves.