meene ki mala are husn pyala
meene ki mala ve ranjhna husn pyala oye ranjhna
kitna sambhala oye ranjhna
meene ki mala ve ranjhna husn pyala oye ranjhna
kitna sambhala oye ranjhna
shishe ke badan ko hay
shishe ke badan ko maine teri
prit me hai rang dala rang dala
ranjhna ve ranjhna ranjhna ve ranjhna
ranjhna ve ranjhna ranjhna ve ranjhna
meene ki mala ve ranjhna husn pyala oye ranjhna
kitna sambhala oye ranjhna

chadhti jawani dekh khili kaisi sajan
beiman ho gaya mera yeh daman
honton ko yeh kaisa rang tujhse mila hai
jab se mujhe tera sang mila hai
anguri aankhe jo tujhse lad gai ye
dhak dhak dil ki tab se bad gayi
pairon ka bichhwa oye ranjhna
pairon ka bichhwa oye ranjhna
kamar ki kardhan oye ranjhna
salma sitare oye ranjhna

jab se lipat gaya tu mere mann se
mehek uthi hai kaisi mere badan se
yeh hi sama hai ji le tu pal ko
koi kya jane kya ho kal ko
yeh pagal zulfe jo ud ud jaye
samaj le sajan raha na jaye
yeh pagal julfe jo ud ud jaye
samaj le sajan raha na jaye
mathe ka jhumar oye ranjhna
mathe ka jhumar oye ranjhna
laung ka hira oye ranjhna
kala til oye ranjhna
meene ki mala ve ranjhna husn pyala oye ranjhna
kitna sambhala oye ranjhna
shishe ke badan ko hay
shishe ke badan ko maine teri
prit me hai rang dala rang dala
ranjhna ve ranjhna ranjhna ve ranjhna
ranjhna ve ranjhna ranjhna ve ranjhna

A string of jewels, a goblet of grace,
A string of jewels, oh Ranjha, a goblet of grace, oh Ranjha,
How much I've guarded, oh Ranjha,
A string of jewels, oh Ranjha, a goblet of grace, oh Ranjha,
How much I've guarded, oh Ranjha.

This body of glass, alas,
This body of glass, I have painted
With the colors of your love, painted,
Ranjha, oh Ranjha, Ranjha, oh Ranjha,
Ranjha, oh Ranjha, Ranjha, oh Ranjha.
A string of jewels, oh Ranjha, a goblet of grace, oh Ranjha,
How much I've guarded, oh Ranjha.

Seeing youthful bloom, how it has blossomed, my love,
My garment has become faithless.
What hue have my lips found from you?
Ever since I found your company.
These wine-colored eyes, that have met yours,
Since then, my heart's drum has quickened.
The anklet on my feet, oh Ranjha,
The anklet on my feet, oh Ranjha,
The girdle around my waist, oh Ranjha,
The sequins and stars, oh Ranjha.

Ever since you clung to my heart,
How fragrant have I become from your body.
This is the moment, live this instant,
Who knows what the morrow holds?
These wild locks, as they fly and flutter,
Know, my love, it can't be held back.
These wild locks, as they fly and flutter,
Know, my love, it can't be held back.
The ornament on my brow, oh Ranjha,
The ornament on my brow, oh Ranjha,
The diamond of my clove, oh Ranjha,
This black mole, oh Ranjha.
A string of jewels, oh Ranjha, a goblet of grace, oh Ranjha,
How much I've guarded, oh Ranjha.
This body of glass, alas,
This body of glass, I have painted
With the colors of your love, painted,
Ranjha, oh Ranjha, Ranjha, oh Ranjha,
Ranjha, oh Ranjha, Ranjha, oh Ranjha.