o jhumke wali ho o thumke wali ho
o jhumke wali ho o thumke wali ho
jara chal ke bata kaisi teri chal
o jhumke wali ho o thumke wali ho
jara chal ke bata kaisi teri chal

o topi wale ho o much wale ho
o topi wale ho o much wale ho
mai chal padi to hoga bura hal
mai chal padi to hoga bura hal

jo yu satayegi tu mujhe mai bhej dunga mayike tujhe
jo yu satayegi tu mujhe mai bhej dunga mayike tujhe
o maike gayi to rakhna khyala
yo toh dil se dungi nikal pag me jaise koi kata nikale
o topi wale ho o much wale ho
o topi wale ho o much wale ho
mai chal padi to hoga bura hal
mai chal padi to hoga bura hal

na kar bajariya yu ched chad
ban jayegi bat choti pahad
ha na kar bajariya yu ched chad
ban jayegi bat choti pahad
marji nahi to ghunghta na khol
do bol has ke mukh se to bol
are bade din hue sune tose koi gali
o jhumke wali ho o thumke wali ho
o jhumke wali ho o thumke wali ho
jara chal ke bata kaisi teri chal
jara chal ke bata kaisi teri chal

tirchi najariya me wo dhar hai ladki nahi hai tu talwar hai
tirchi najariya me wo dhar hai ladki nahi hai tu talwar hai
talwar se tu rahna pare chuega to kat jayega re
or bach gaya to das lenge tujhe ye nag kale kale
o topi wale ho o much wale ho
o topi wale ho o much wale ho
mai chal padi to hoga bura hal
jara chal ke bata kaisi teri chal
mai chal padi to hoga bura hal

Oh, you of the earrings, of the swaying hips,
Oh, you of the earrings, of the swaying hips,
Tell me, as you walk, what rhythm you keep,
Oh, you of the earrings, of the swaying hips,
Tell me, as you walk, what rhythm you keep.

Oh, you of the cap, of the mustache proud,
Oh, you of the cap, of the mustache proud,
If I start to walk, a storm will be allowed,
If I start to walk, a storm will be allowed.

If you torment me so, I'll send you away,
If you torment me so, to your mother's domain,
If you go to your mother, then heed what I say,
My heart will cast you out, like a thorn of pain.
Oh, you of the cap, of the mustache proud,
Oh, you of the cap, of the mustache proud,
If I start to walk, a storm will be allowed,
If I start to walk, a storm will be allowed.

Don't tease me so, in the marketplace's press,
A small thing can grow, to become a distress,
Don't tease me so, in the marketplace's press,
A small thing can grow, to become a distress,
If you don't wish it, your veil you will keep,
Speak to me gently, from your lips so sweet,
It's been too long, since I've heard you speak,
Oh, you of the earrings, of the swaying hips,
Oh, you of the earrings, of the swaying hips,
Tell me, as you walk, what rhythm you keep,
Tell me, as you walk, what rhythm you keep.

In your sidelong glance, a sharpness resides,
You are no mere girl, but a sword that glides,
In your sidelong glance, a sharpness resides,
You are no mere girl, but a sword that glides,
Stay away from the blade, lest you be cut down,
If you dare to touch, I will make you drown,
If you're caught, then the black serpents will bite,
Oh, you of the cap, of the mustache proud,
Oh, you of the cap, of the mustache proud,
If I start to walk, a storm will be allowed,
Tell me, as you walk, what rhythm you keep,
If I start to walk, a storm will be allowed.