bada dard hoye bada dard hoye hamri kalayi me
bhaang mein na bada dard hoye bada dard
hoye hamri kalayi me bhaang mein na
bhangiya ragad ke pi sajaniya rasiya balam aayi hai ga

rang dalo ho rang dalo rang dalo phenko gulal ho
bolo sara ra ra rang dalo phenko gulal ho bolo sara ra ra
kar do sabko lal lal ho bolo sara ra ra
kar do sabko lal lal ho bolo sara ra ra
hai sara ra ra ra sara ra ra
rang dalo phenko gulal ho bolo sara ra ra
rang dalo phenko gulal ho bolo sara ra ra

aayi aayi dekho chhoriyo ki toli
pyar ki pichkariyo se mar degi goli
aayi aayi dekho chhoriyo ki toli
pyar ki pichkariyo se mar degi goli
mohse phagun me kahe rar kare
chhup chhup ke najariya se var kare
ham aaye ham aaye karne dhamal bolo sara ra ra
rang dalo phenko gulal ho bolo sara ra ra

choliyo se chhalke gori goriyo kaa joban
hosh udd jaye bas me rahe naa ye man
choliyo se chhalke gori goriyo kaa joban
hosh udd jaye bas me rahe naa ye man
are ja re bhangedi matwale kahe nainan se jadu dale
hame kar do hame kar do kar do nihal ho bolo sara ra ra
rang dalo phenko gulal ho bolo sara ra ra
are re ra ra sara ra ra
rang dalo phenko gulal ho bolo sara ra ra
rang dalo phenko gulal ho bolo sara ra ra

A great ache, a great ache in the wrist of me,
No ache in the bhang, no, a great ache,
In the wrist of me, no bhang, no.
Grind the bhang, drink it, my love, my beloved,
My beloved has come, sing!

Throw color! Oh, throw color, throw color!
Hurl the gulal!
Say "Sa Ra Ra" - throw color!
Hurl the gulal! Say "Sa Ra Ra"!
Make everyone red, red! "Sa Ra Ra!"
Make everyone red, red! "Sa Ra Ra!"
Hey "Sa Ra Ra Ra!" "Sa Ra Ra!"
Throw color, hurl gulal! Say "Sa Ra Ra!"
Throw color, hurl gulal! Say "Sa Ra Ra!"

Here come, here come, the girls' band,
With love's syringes, they'll shoot a bullet!
Here come, here come, the girls' band,
With love's syringes, they'll shoot a bullet!
Why quarrel with me in the month of Phagun?
Hidden, they strike with their gazes!
We've come, we've come, to make a ruckus!
Say "Sa Ra Ra!"
Throw color, hurl gulal! Say "Sa Ra Ra!"

From blouses spill, fair-skinned youth,
Senses vanish, the mind is not in control!
From blouses spill, fair-skinned youth,
Senses vanish, the mind is not in control!
Oh go, you bhang-intoxicated drunkard, why?
Why cast a spell with your eyes?
Make us, make us, make us blessed!
Oh, say "Sa Ra Ra!"
Throw color, hurl gulal! Say "Sa Ra Ra!"
Oh Ra Ra Ra, Sa Ra Ra!
Throw color, hurl gulal! Say "Sa Ra Ra!"
Throw color, hurl gulal! Say "Sa Ra Ra!"