rangtadi rangtadi rangma
rangma rangma rangtadi
rangtadi rangtadi rangma
rangma rangma rangtadi
nazre nazre dhunde dhunde sajan ko
hay hay ram dhunde dhunde sajan ko
ye bindiya bole aaja, ye kangna bole aaja
payaliya bole aaja aaja
na tarsa apni sajni ko
nazre dhunde dhunde sajan ko
hay hay ram dhunde dhunde sajan ko

pawan ke jhoke goli mare
pee ki yaad dilaye
sajna se ye sawre badra
sawan me ghir aaye
holi aaye holi jaye
ab jali holi holi
rang baithi hu sajna ke rang me
apni chunariya choli
aayi diwali sabke bhawan me
lakho deep jalaye
nainan deep jalakar baithi
bina palak jhapkaye
rahi re dhunde dhunde sajan ko
hay hay ram dhunde dhunde sajan ko
ye nathni bole aaja, ye mehndi bole aaja
ye kajal bole aaja aaja
na tarsa apni sajni ko
nazre dhunde dhunde sajan ko
hay hay ram dhunde dhunde sajan ko

rangtadi rangtadi rangma
rangma rangma rangtadi
rangtadi rangtadi rangma
rangma rangma rangtadi
rangtadi rang tadirangma
rangma rangma rangtadi
rangtadi rang tadirangma
rangma rangma rangtadi

Crimson dances, crimson blooms,
Crimson hues ignite the rooms.
Crimson dances, crimson blooms,
Crimson hues ignite the rooms.

Eyes, they yearn, they search for him,
Oh, my heart, for him, a hymn.
The bindi whispers, "Come, my love,"
The bangles chime from up above.
Anklets sing, "Come, come to me,"
Do not grieve your soul, to be.
Eyes, they yearn, they search for him,
Oh, my heart, for him, a hymn.

Breezes blow, like arrows swift,
Memories of my love, a gift.
Clouds of rain, a lover's tease,
Summon him through rustling trees.
Holi comes, and Holi goes,
My heart in flames, my spirit glows.
Dyed in colors, his I am,
My scarf and blouse, a loving dam.
Diwali's lights in every home,
Millions of lamps, no longer roam.
My eyes alight, a steady gleam,
Watching for him in a waking dream.
Traveler, search, for him, you'll find,
Oh, my heart, for him, entwined.
The nose ring calls, "Come, my own,"
The henna sings, "You're not alone."
Kohl proclaims, "Come, come to me,"
Do not grieve your soul, to be.
Eyes, they yearn, they search for him,
Oh, my heart, for him, a hymn.

Crimson dances, crimson blooms,
Crimson hues ignite the rooms.
Crimson dances, crimson blooms,
Crimson hues ignite the rooms.
Crimson dances, crimson blooms,
Crimson hues ignite the rooms.
Crimson dances, crimson blooms,
Crimson hues ignite the rooms.