piya piya piya piya piya
mujhe apne hi rang mein tune rang diya
bhar pichkaari aisi maari
ho bhar pichkaari aisi maari
saara jeevan gol ye ban gaya piya piya
mujhe apne hi rang mein tune rang diya
tann lehrake rang barsake
tann lehrake rang barsake
mera aangan ghulshan kar diya

mere gore ang pe tune
saato rang ke phool khilaye
oo rom rom lehraye mera
aage kehte laaz si aaye
kali se main phool bani phool se bahaar
baanwari banaye mujhe piya tera pyar
piya piya ho bhar pichkaari aisi maari
saara jeevan gol ye ban gaya

tere bhige tan pe aa main
hotho se likh doon apna naam
ho aaj ke din to yun lagta hai
tu hai radha main hoon shaam
tera mera mera tera aisa sang hai
abil sang gulaal paani sang rang hai
piya piya piya mujhe apne hi rang mein tune rang diya
mujhe apne hi rang mein tune rang diya
bhar pichkaari aisi maari
saara jeevan gol ye ban gaya

Beloved, beloved, beloved, beloved, beloved,
You painted me in your very own hue.
You shot a stream of color, oh, you did,
You shot a stream of color, oh, you did,
And all of life became a circle, beloved.
You painted me in your very own hue.
My body swaying, showering color,
My body swaying, showering color,
My courtyard blossomed into a garden.

Upon my fair skin, you
Bloomed the flowers of seven hues.
Oh, every hair on me now dances,
And shame prevents me from saying more.
From darkness, I became a flower, from flower, a bloom,
Your love, beloved, has driven me mad.
Beloved, beloved, oh, you shot a stream of color,
And all of life became a circle.

Upon your drenched form, I shall
Write my name with my lips.
Oh, on this day, it feels as though,
You are Radha, and I am Shyam.
Yours and mine, mine and yours, such a song,
With abir and gulal, with water and dye.
Beloved, beloved, beloved, you painted me in your very own hue,
You painted me in your very own hue.
You shot a stream of color, oh, you did,
And all of life became a circle.