panghat pe na jaiyo gori ghunghat utar ke
ha ghunghat utar ke panghat pe na jaiyo gori
ghunghat utar ke ha ghunghat utar ke

chhupa ke rakhna in naino ko ghunghtwa ki oth me
kisi ke bhole bhale dil pe lag jaye na chot
ho lag jaye na chot ye ghadi hai chail chabili
hum pyase dildar ke panghat pe na jaiyo gori
ghunghat utar ke ha ghunghat utar ke

uncha uncha panghat hai ya nichi nichi gori
kahi na ho jaye ho gori tere man ki chori
ha tere man ki chori sun o chaman ki gori
din aaye bahar ke panghat pe na jaiyo gori
ghunghat utar ke ha ghunghat utar ke

ghunght me chandar mukh rakho nahi chupaye
chand pe badal chha jaye to jag andhiyara chhaye
suno suno he ri duniya duniya se kya darna
ghunght ke pat khol ke tum panghat pe pani bharna
panghat pe pani bharna sharmao nahi ghabrao nahi
chalo panghat pe tum ghunght utar ke
ha ghunght utar ke panghat pe na jaiyo gori
ghunghat utar ke ha ghunghat utar ke

Do not unveil, fair maiden, at the well's edge,
Lifting the veil, oh, lifting the veil.

Conceal those eyes, veiled in gossamer,
Lest a tender heart be wounded deep,
Oh, wounded deep, this fleeting hour,
We, thirsty for the Beloved, at the well, do not go,
Lifting the veil, oh, lifting the veil.

The well is high, and you, a maiden so low,
Lest your heart, fair maiden, be stolen,
Oh, stolen from you, heed, flower of the garden,
Days of spring arrive, at the well, do not go,
Lifting the veil, oh, lifting the veil.

In your veil, moon-face, let it remain hidden,
Should clouds obscure the moon, the world will darken,
Listen, oh world, why fear the world's gaze?
Open the veil's doors, and draw water from the well,
Draw water from the well, do not blush, do not fear,
Go to the well, and lift the veil,
Oh, lift the veil, at the well, do not go, fair maiden,
Lifting the veil, oh, lifting the veil.