raja ji hai baali umariya
pakdo na mori najuk kalai
teri gali me bhul se aai
pakdo na mori najuk kalai
teri gali me bhule se aai
na chal sakungi main ye dagariya
chhodo bhi mori patli kamariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
pakdo na mori najuk kalai
teri gali me bhule se aai
na chal sakungi main ye dagariya
chhodo bhi mori patli kamariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya

gore badan ko aise na dekho
shishe ke ghar pe patthar na fenko
gore badan ko aise na dekho
shishe ke ghar pe patthar na fenko
maaro na dil pe tirchhi nazariya
maaro na dil pe tirchhi nazariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya

kaise main kar lun milne ka wada
na jane kya ho tera irada
hay kaise main kar lun milne ka wada
na jane kya ho tera irada
kholungi na main dil ki kibadiya
kholungi na main dil ki kibadiya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
pakdo na mori najuk kalai
teri gali me bhule se aai
na chal sakungi main ye dagariya
chhodo bhi mori patli kamariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya
raja ji hai baali umariya

My young king, still in your youth,
Do not grasp my delicate wrist.
I, by chance, strayed to your street,
Do not clasp my delicate wrist.
I, by chance, strayed to your street.
I cannot walk this treacherous path,
Release me, from my slender waist.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
Do not grasp my delicate wrist.
I, by chance, strayed to your street.
I cannot walk this treacherous path,
Release me, from my slender waist.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.

Do not gaze upon this fair form,
Do not cast stones at a glass house.
Do not gaze upon this fair form,
Do not cast stones at a glass house.
Do not pierce my heart with your glance,
Do not pierce my heart with your glance.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.

How can I promise a meeting?
I know not what your intentions hold.
Alas, how can I promise a meeting?
I know not what your intentions hold.
I will not unlock the secrets of my heart,
I will not unlock the secrets of my heart.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
Do not grasp my delicate wrist.
I, by chance, strayed to your street.
I cannot walk this treacherous path,
Release me, from my slender waist.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.
My young king, still in your youth.