nakhre nakhre nakhre na takre
nakhre tu piche rakh re

pyar mohabbat pyare juth hai
ladki gum ka basic root hai
pyar mohabbat pyare juth hai
ladki gum ka basic root hai
ek to inka roop jaal hai
dujhe bate golmal hai
teejhe inke nakhre kham kha

beshak dikhne me ye cute hai
ladki gum ka basic root hai
beshak yeh dikhne me cute hai
ladki gum ka basic root hai
ek to inka roop jaal hai
dujhe bate golmal hai
teejhe inke nakhre kham kha
nakhre nakhre nakhre na takre
nakhre tu piche rakh re
nakhre nakhre nakhre na takre
nakhre tu piche rakh re

ladki patana hai kala
lekin hai riscy mamla
majnu sa ban ke tu lover
ghot de khud apna hi gala
aashiq ki tie band ho
ban jaye aisa koi law
jiska koi ho na boyfriend
college me do na dakhila
burf bhi aage inke mute hai
ladki gamka basic fruit hai
burf bhi aage inke mute hai
ladki gamka basic fruit hai
ik to fashion roz roz hi
dujhe chinta weight loss ki
teejhe inke nakhre kham kha
aawaj niche

Whims, whims, oh, the whims, don't you dare collide,
Leave those tantrums far behind, abide.
Love and affection, sweet lies they weave,
A woman, the sorrow's root, believe.
Love and affection, sweet lies they weave,
A woman, the sorrow's root, believe.
Their beauty's a captivating snare,
Their words, a maze beyond compare.
Their whims, a burden you must bear.

Though seemingly sweet, a charming facade,
A woman, the sorrow's root, unsaid.
Though seemingly sweet, a charming facade,
A woman, the sorrow's root, unsaid.
Their beauty's a captivating snare,
Their words, a maze beyond compare.
Their whims, a burden you must bear.
Whims, whims, oh, the whims, don't you dare collide,
Leave those tantrums far behind, abide.
Whims, whims, oh, the whims, don't you dare collide,
Leave those tantrums far behind, abide.

A woman, a Patna of art's display,
Yet a risky game in every way.
Become a Majnu, a lover's plight,
And with your own hands, choke the light.
If an admirer, your fate they'll bind,
A law they'll enforce of a certain kind.
Whose heart is free of a boyfriend's hold,
In college, they'll never let you enroll.
Even ice stands silent in their glare,
A woman, the sorrow's root, beware.
Even ice stands silent in their glare,
A woman, the sorrow's root, beware.
Their fashion shifts with every dawn,
Their worries of weight, always on.
Their whims, a burden you must bear.
Lower your voice.