o chokari vo tu hai
ras bhare falo ki tokari
o chokare pitega aisi bat fir se jo kari
o chokari vo tu hai
ras bhare falo ki tokari
o chokare pitega aisi bat fir se jo kari
o chokari

resham se baal aur makhan se gaal
chalti hai tu arbi ghodi ki chaal
na sharam jag ki na apna khayal
baisharm teri hai gainde ki khal
teri gainde ki khal
o chokari vo tu hai
ras bhare falo ki tokari
o chokare pitega aisi bat fir se jo kari
o chokari

mai kya karu mera ji hai nidhal
tere bina mera patla hai hal
badh badh ke aankho me
aankhe na dal teri kasam
dungi dide nikal, dungi dide nikal
o chokari vo tu hai
ras bhare falo ki tokari
o chokare pitega aisi bat fir se jo kari
o chokari

bato hi bato mai zalim na tal
ye husn tera hai do char sal
jab tak na ho jeb me tere mal
shadi ka mujhse na karna sawal
na karna sawal
o chokari vo tu hai
ras bhare falo ki tokari
o chokare pitega aisi bat fir se jo kari
o chokari vo tu hai
ras bhare falo ki tokari
o chokare pitega aisi bat fir se jo kari
o chokari

Oh, girl, you are,
A basket overflowing with sweet fruit.
Oh boy, you'll be thrashed, if you speak such words again.
Oh, girl, you are,
A basket overflowing with sweet fruit.
Oh boy, you'll be thrashed, if you speak such words again.
Oh, girl.

Silken hair and cheeks of cream,
You move with the gait of an Arabian dream.
No shame for the world, nor care for self, it seems,
Shameless, your hide is like a rhino's gleam,
Your rhino's gleam.
Oh, girl, you are,
A basket overflowing with sweet fruit.
Oh boy, you'll be thrashed, if you speak such words again.
Oh, girl.

What can I do, my heart is weak,
Without you, my state is bleak.
Don't you dare, with eyes that seek,
To look into mine, your oath I'll speak,
I'll tear out my eyes, I'll tear out my eyes.
Oh, girl, you are,
A basket overflowing with sweet fruit.
Oh boy, you'll be thrashed, if you speak such words again.
Oh, girl.

In mere words, cruel one, don't stall,
Your beauty's life, a fleeting call.
Until your pockets, with riches, thrall,
Don't even speak of marriage at all,
At all.
Oh, girl, you are,
A basket overflowing with sweet fruit.
Oh boy, you'll be thrashed, if you speak such words again.
Oh, girl, you are,
A basket overflowing with sweet fruit.
Oh boy, you'll be thrashed, if you speak such words again.
Oh, girl.