ankho me faila ye kajra tuta tuta tera gajra bikhri payal
jhumka kangna tere sath kiya kya kya sajna kya kya sajna
kya kya sajna haye rat more saiya ne pakdi
kalai aahi re mayi aahi re mayi hole se fir ungli dabai aahi re
mayi aahi re mayi haye rat more saiya ne pakdi
kalai aahi re mayi aahi re mayi hole se fir ungli dabai aahi re
mayi aahi re mayi pehle pehle meri hui thi bidai
dulhan ban mai ghar ko aai kis se karti thi duhai
aahi re mayi aahi re mayi haye rat more saiya ne pakdi
kalai aahi re mayi aahi re mayi hole se fir ungli dabai aahi re mayi

ek to sardi uspe saiya bada bedardi haye sari sari rain ki
apni hi marji haye ek to sardi uspe saiya bada bedardi
sari sari rain ki apni hi marji sari sari rain ki apni hi marji
haye dukhti hai ab tak meri kalai aahi re mayi aahi re mayi
rat more saiya ne pakdi kalai aahi re mayi aahi re mayi
hole se fir ungli dabai aahi re mayi dhire dhire pyar ki chahat usne
jagai rok saki na khud ko baho me samayi ho

dhire dhire pyar ki chahat usne jagai rok saki na khud ko baho
me samayi rok saki na khud ko baho
me samayi bhij gai garmi se rajayi aahi re mayi aahi re mayi
haye rat more saiya ne pakdi kalai aahi re mayi aahi re mayi
hole se fir ungli dabai aahi re mayi aahi re mayi
pehle pehle meri hui thi bidai dulhan ban mai ghar ko aai
kis se karti thi duhai aahi re mayi aahi re mayi haye
rat more saiya ne pakdi kalai aahi re mayi aahi re mayi
hole se fir ungli dabai aahi re mayi

In eyes, the kohl, a broken stream,
Your garland shattered, a fallen dream.
Anklets scattered, bangles too,
What has my love, my love, done to you?

What has he done, oh love of mine?
My lover seized my wrist, a cruel design.
My mother, oh, my mother, I cry,
Then softly, a finger's gentle sigh.
My mother, oh, my mother, tonight,
My lover seized my wrist with all his might.
My mother, oh, my mother, I plead,
Then softly, a finger's planted seed.
Before, my parting, a tear-filled plight,
A bride, I came to his home, in the night.
To whom could I turn, my sorrow to tell?
My mother, oh, my mother, I fell.

My lover seized my wrist, a heavy hand,
My mother, oh, my mother, the command.
Then softly, a finger's touch so near,
My mother, oh, my mother, and fear.

One, the cold, then my lover, heartless and bold,
All through the night, as the story's told.
His desires alone, the only decree,
One, the cold, my lover's cruelty.
All through the night, his will to be.
Oh, my wrist still aches, from his hold,
My mother, oh, my mother, the cold.
My lover seized my wrist, a cruel design.
My mother, oh, my mother, I pine.
Then softly, a finger's tender touch divine.
Slowly, he awakened love's desire,
I could not resist, consumed by fire.
Slowly, he awakened love's embrace,
I could not resist, in that sacred space.
I could not resist, in that tender grace.
Soaked through, the warmth of the quilt,
My mother, oh, my mother, guilt.
My lover seized my wrist, a heavy hand,
My mother, oh, my mother, the command.
Then softly, a finger's touch so near,
My mother, oh, my mother, and fear.
Before, my parting, a tear-filled plight,
A bride, I came to his home, in the night.
To whom could I turn, my sorrow to tell?
My mother, oh, my mother, I fell.
My lover seized my wrist, a heavy hand,
My mother, oh, my mother, the command.
Then softly, a finger's touch so near,
My mother, oh, my mother, and fear.