panchi sur me gate hai bhawre gungunate hai
ghunghru bajati hai hawa
aise muskurati hai yu fiza bulati hai
jaise ho ye meri dilruba
panchi sur me gate hai bhawre gungunate hai
ghunghru bajati hai hawa
aise muskurati hai yu fiza bulati hai
jaise ho ye meri dilruba
jaise ho ye meri dilruba

dekho kya ghanere unche unche parwato ke saye hai
chalke yu machalke rang badalke
hamse milne aaye hai
dekho kya ghanere unche unche parwato ke saye hai
chalke yu machalke rang badalke
hamse milne aaye hai
khusbu hai baharo ki masti hai najaro ki
sabke dil pe chaya hai nasha
are aise muskurati hai yu fiza bulati hai
jaise ho ye meri dilruba panchi sur me gate hai
bhawre gungunate hai ghunghru bajati hai hawa
aise muskurati hai yu fiza bulati hai
jaise ho ye meri dilruba

naiyya bin khiwayya jane kaise sahilo pe aati hai
dhara is nadi ki har kisi ko ek din to milati hai
naiyya bin khiwayya jane kaise sahilo pe aati hai
dhara is nadi ki har kisi ko ek din to milati hai
sachi ye kahani ha pani ye jindgani hai
sare jag ko hai ye pata
aise muskurati hai yu fiza bulati hai
jaise ho ye meri dilruba panchi sur me gate hai
bhawre gungunate hai ghunghru bajati hai hawa
aise muskurati hai yu fiza bulati hai
jaise ho ye meri dilruba jaise ho ye meri dilruba
jaise ho ye meri dilruba

Birds in melody, they sing,
Bees hum their sweet offering,
Wind, a dancer, with bells it rings.
Smiling so, the air calls to me,
As if my beloved, it would be.
Birds in melody, they sing,
Bees hum their sweet offering,
Wind, a dancer, with bells it rings.
Smiling so, the air calls to me,
As if my beloved, it would be.
As if my beloved, it would be.

See the shadows of mountains, tall and deep,
Moving, swaying, changing hue,
Come to meet us, secrets to keep.
See the shadows of mountains, tall and deep,
Moving, swaying, changing hue,
Come to meet us, secrets to keep.

Fragrance of spring, of sights a spree,
On every heart, a drunken haze.
Ah, smiling so, the air calls to me,
As if my beloved, it would be.
Birds in melody, they sing,
Bees hum their sweet offering,
Wind, a dancer, with bells it rings.
Smiling so, the air calls to me,
As if my beloved, it would be.

Without a helmsman, how the boat finds shore,
The river's current, to all it will return,
Without a helmsman, how the boat finds shore,
The river's current, to all it will return,
Truth is this tale, water is life's core,
To all the world, this is well known.
Ah, smiling so, the air calls to me,
As if my beloved, it would be.
Birds in melody, they sing,
Bees hum their sweet offering,
Wind, a dancer, with bells it rings.
Smiling so, the air calls to me,
As if my beloved, it would be.
As if my beloved, it would be.
As if my beloved, it would be.