o gori yu hi sharm mujhse jo karti rahi
gori yu hi sharm mujhse jo karti rahi
pyar karne ka mousam nikal jayega nikal jayega
jara aahista ho jara aahista aahista bolo piya
ye jamana sunega to jal jayega jal jayega

tum jamane ki bate na humse karo
tum jamane ki bate na humse karo
dil bagavat pe apna utar aayega
dil bagavat pe apna utar aayega
yu to bas me nahi hai hamara bhi dil
yu to bas me nahi hai hamara bhi dil
dagmagaya to kaise sambhal payega
dagmagaya to kaise sambhal payega
o gori yu hi sharm mujhse jo karti rahi
gori yu hi sharm mujhse jo karti rahi
pyar karne ka mousam nikal jayega nikal jayega
jara aahista aahista bolo piya
ye jamana sunega to jal jayega jal jayega

hum milenge gale chahe kuch ho bhale
hum milenge gale chahe kuch ho bhale
aaj to apna jadu ye chal jayega
aaj to apna jadu ye chal jayega
milte milte vo manjil bhi mil jayegi
milte milte vo manjil bhi mil jayegi
chalte chalte ye jadu bhi chal jayega
chalte chalte ye jadu bhi chal jayega
o gori yu hi sharm mujhse jo karti rahi
gori yu hi sharm mujhse jo karti rahi
pyar karne ka mousam nikal jayega nikal jayega
jara aahista aahista bolo piya
ye jamana sunega to jal jayega jal jayega

My fair one, shy with me, you linger so,
My fair one, shy with me, and yet you stay,
The season of love will pass, and softly go,
The season of love will slip away.
Speak low, my love, speak low, and softly say,
The world will hear, and burn with jealous fire.

Don't speak to me of worldly ways,
Don't speak to me of what the world may deem,
Our hearts will rise, in rebellious haze,
Our hearts will rise, a passionate dream.
Our hearts are not alone in this sweet plea,
Our hearts are not the only ones to crave,
And if they falter, how then can we,
And if they falter, how can we save?
My fair one, shy with me, you linger so,
My fair one, shy with me, and yet you stay,
The season of love will pass, and softly go,
The season of love will slip away.
Speak low, my love, speak low, and softly say,
The world will hear, and burn with jealous fire.

We'll meet and hold, whatever comes to be,
We'll meet and hold, and let our fates align,
Our magic blooms, for all the world to see,
Our magic blooms, a force so divine.
Meeting, meeting, the goal will show,
Meeting, meeting, the goal will align,
Walking, walking, this magic will grow,
Walking, walking, let our love shine.
My fair one, shy with me, you linger so,
My fair one, shy with me, and yet you stay,
The season of love will pass, and softly go,
The season of love will slip away.
Speak low, my love, speak low, and softly say,
The world will hear, and burn with jealous fire.