pahli na dusri tisri pasand hai
shaadi kaa kar do intzaam
meri o meri shaadi shaadi kaa kar do intzaam
purvi na pashchimi lachhami pasad hai
shaadi kaa kar do intzaam
meri o meri shaadi shaadi kaa kar do intzaam
pahli na dusri tisri pasand hai
shaadi kaa kar do intzaam

ghar me tum hanso to diye ke binaa ho roshani
ghar me tum hanso
ghar me tum hanso to diye ke binaa ho roshani
chaand ho na ho har ek raat rahe chaandani
ab to har ek haal me zindagi pasand hai
shaadi kaa kar do intzaam
meri meri shaadi kaa kar do intzaam

aankho se padh ke dil ki baat jaan logi tum
aankho se padh ke
aankho se padh ke dil ki baat jaan logi tum
jit ho to jit haar ho to maan logi tum
kah do dhup chaanv ki ye gali pasand hai
shaadi kaa kar lo intzaam
meri are meri shaadi kaa kar do intzaam

koi jaa kaho ke un ki haan kaa intzaar hai
koi jaa kaho
koi jaa kaho ke un ki haan kaa intzaar hai
doctor bhi lailaaj marz kaa shikaar hai
mujhko ye tadap dil ki bekali pasand hai
shaadi kaa kar do intzaam
meri o meri shaadi kaa kar do intzaam
pahli na dusri tisri pasand hai
shaadi kaa kar do intzaam
meri o meri shaadi shaadi kaa kar do intzaam

First choice, not second, nor third will do,
Arrange the wedding, I implore of you.
My darling, oh my, the wedding, make it true!
Eastern, not Western, Lakshmi I pursue,
Arrange the wedding, I implore of you.
My darling, oh my, the wedding, make it true!
First choice, not second, nor third will do,
Arrange the wedding, I implore of you.

Within your smile, a lamp's light takes its flight,
Within your smile…
Within your smile, a lamp's light takes its flight,
Though moon may wane, your moonlight fills the night.
Now, in all states, this life I choose with glee,
Arrange the wedding, I implore of thee.
My darling, oh my, the wedding, let it be.

From eyes, you'll read the secrets of my heart,
From eyes you'll read…
From eyes, you'll read the secrets of my heart,
Accept the victory, the losing part.
Say, this sun-drenched lane, its shadows be,
Arrange the wedding, make it instantly.
My darling, oh my, the wedding, set it free!

Go tell them now, their "yes" is what I crave,
Go tell them now…
Go tell them now, their "yes" is what I crave,
The doctor, too, by love's disease enslaved.
This longing deep, this restless heart in me,
Arrange the wedding, I implore of thee.
My darling, oh my, the wedding, let it be!
First choice, not second, nor third will do,
Arrange the wedding, I implore of you.
My darling, oh my, the wedding, make it true!