ho....
ho....


purab se puraba aayi
mausam ne lee angraee
purab se puraba aayi
mausam ne lee angraee
koyal ne khouk lagayee kya hoga dil ka
patang jaisa hawa me laharaye
dupatta mera mal mal ka
patang jaisa hawa me laharaye
dupatta mera mal mal ka

hoooo.. hohooo...

udhate duppte me lipta gulab hai
wadiyon me mehka mera pyaar ka sabab hai
udhate duppte me lipta gulab hai
wadiyon me mehka mera pyaar ka sabab hai
kudrat ke rangho se hassi rang
tere aanchal ka
patang jaisa hawa me laharaye
duppta tera mal mal ka
patang jaisa hawa me laharaye
duppta mera mal mal ka


tikte nahi hai zameen pe mere pao re
accha nahi lage ab ghar gali gaawn re
tikthe nahi hai zameen pe mere pao re
accha nahi lage ab ghar gali gaawn re
jab se naina char huye hai
chain nahi pal ka
patang jaisa hawa me laharaye
dupatta mera mal mal ka
patang jaisa hawa me laharaye
dupatta tera mal mal ka


aisa hi hota hai pehle pehle pyaar main

jab do jawa dil milte bahar me
aisa hi hota hai pehle pehle pyaar main
jab do jawa dil milte bahar me

hum dono ka haal hai aisa jaise pagal ka
patang jaisa hawa me lahraye
duptta mera mal mal ka
patang jaisa hawa me lahraye
duptta tera mal mal ka
purab se puraba aayi
mausam ne lye angdraye
koyal ne khouk lagayee dil ho gay dil ka
patang jaisa hawa me laharaye
duppta tera mal mal ka
patang jaisa hawa me laharaye
duppta mera mal mal ka
duppta tera mal mal ka
duppta mera mal mal ka
duppta tera mal mal ka

From East to the East wind blows, the season sighs,
The cuckoo's call, a question in the skies.
What will become of this heart, so frail?

My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams,
My muslin scarf, where a rose softly gleams,
In the valleys, my love's vibrant age unfurls,
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams.
A rose enfolded in my scarf's embrace,
In valleys, my love blooms in this sacred space.
Nature's hues adorn your garment's grace,
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams.

My feet no longer touch the earth, it's true,
My home, my street, my village, all feel askew.
Since our eyes first met, no peace has ever come,
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams.

This is how it is with love's first spark,
When youthful hearts ignite, dispelling dark.
Our state, like madness, a fevered, joyful art,
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams.

From East to the East wind blows, the season sighs,
The cuckoo's call, a question in the skies.
What will become of this heart, so frail?
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams,
My muslin scarf, my muslin scarf it seems.
From East to the East wind blows, the season sighs,
The cuckoo's call, a question in the skies.
What will become of this heart, so frail?
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams.
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams.

A rose enfolded in my scarf's embrace,
In valleys, my love blooms in this sacred space.
A rose enfolded in my scarf's embrace,
In valleys, my love blooms in this sacred space.
Nature's hues adorn your garment's grace,
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams.
My feet no longer touch the earth, it's true,
My home, my street, my village, all feel askew.
Since our eyes first met, no peace has ever come,
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams.

This is how it is with love's first spark,
When youthful hearts ignite, dispelling dark.
Our state, like madness, a fevered, joyful art,
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams.
From East to the East wind blows, the season sighs,
The cuckoo's call, a question in the skies.
What will become of this heart, so frail?
My muslin scarf, a kite in the air it streams,
My muslin scarf, my muslin scarf it seems.