aayi holi rango ki holi aayi holi rango ki holi
aayi holi rango ki holi aayi holi rango ki holi
neela na pila na lal gulabi
neela na pila na lal gulabi
jhuthe ka muhn kala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala
neela na pila na lal gulabi
jhuthe ka muhn kala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala

iska hai anjam yahi iska hai inaam yahi
sala kuta kmina harami
pakdo pakdo kar do mushkil jina
iska hai anjam yahi iska hai inaam yahi
isko de janta sari ek gali bari bari
isko goli maro galiyo se nahi marne wala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dal
neela na pila na lal gulabi
jhuthe ka muhn kala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala
gali gali ye shor hai sala apna chor hai
char chawnni tel me sala apna jel me
ek do ek do sale ko fekh do
aayi holi rango ki holi aayi holi rango ki holi

jode hath salam kiya fir maine danda tham liya
jode hath salam kiya fir maine danda tham liya
kam chala na baato se kam liya fir hatho se
khulta nahi tha chabi se maine tod diya ye tala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala
neela na pila na lal gulabi
jhuthe ka muhn kala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala
kya yaad karega sala maine sale ko rang dala

The Holi of hues, the Holi of hues descends,
The Holi of hues, the Holi of hues transcends.

Not blue, nor gold, nor crimson's blush,
The liar's face, in soot, must hush.
He'll long remember, the knave I stained,
He'll long remember, the knave I chained.
Not blue, nor gold, nor crimson's blush,
The liar's face, in soot, must hush.
He'll long remember, the knave I stained,
He'll long remember, the knave I chained.

His fate is sealed, his reward is here,
That dog, that fiend, consumed by fear.
Seize him, grasp him, make his life a plight,
His fate is sealed, his reward in sight.
Let the masses hurl their scorn, a volley of hate,
Shoot him with curses, he won't meet his fate.
He'll long remember, the knave I stained,
He'll long remember, the knave I chained.
Not blue, nor gold, nor crimson's blush,
The liar's face, in soot, must hush.
He'll long remember, the knave I stained,
He'll long remember, the knave I chained.
The alley rings, a chorus of dread,
That rogue, our thief, is rightly led.
Four coins of oil, the jail he'll embrace,
One, two, one, two, to the void, his disgrace.
The Holi of hues, the Holi of hues descends.

I offered peace, a humble plea,
Then grasped the stick, for what would be.
When words failed, and reason ceased,
My hands took hold, and brought release.
The lock refused, the key denied,
So with force, the chains I've defied.
He'll long remember, the knave I stained,
He'll long remember, the knave I chained.
Not blue, nor gold, nor crimson's blush,
The liar's face, in soot, must hush.
He'll long remember, the knave I stained,
He'll long remember, the knave I chained.