mysore se aayi wo ankhiyo se teer maar gayi re
bole ne bole re dil ko churake le gayi re
chand ka tukda hai chehra bahti balo ki dhara
uspe moti ka kajra aankhe jo chain maar gayi
he aajaa re ho sajni aaja re
he aaja re ho sajni baaho me aaja re

mysore se aayi wo ankhiyo se teer maar gayi re
chamka hai dil me tara pyasa hun pyar ka mara
samjhe na dil ye mera madira ki ghumar maar gayi re
hey aajaa re hay aaja ohho aahaa

From Mysore she came, arrows shot from her eyes,
Whether words were spoken or silent, my heart she did seize.
A moon-fragment face, a river of flowing hair,
With kohl of pearl, those eyes stole my peace, beyond compare.
Oh, come to me, my beloved, come to me,
Oh, come to me, my beloved, into my arms, be free.

From Mysore she came, arrows shot from her eyes,
A star now shines within my heart, I thirst for love's ties.
My heart it doesn't understand, intoxicated, it sways,
By the swirling dance of wine, lost in a daze.
Oh, come to me, ah, come, oh ah!