rekha ki aankho ko dekha, dekhi shridevi ki chal
masti minaxi ki dekhi, dekhe ravina ke gaal
muskan dekhi hai maadhuri ki, dekhe hai dimpal ke baal
na mili kahi vo heroine jo is hero ko bha jaye
na mili kahi vo heroine jo is hero ko bha jaye
laao koyi pari kahi se
laao koyi pari kahi se jispe iska dil aa jaaye
na mili kahi vo heroine jo is hero ko bha jaaye

kaali kaali lat ghugharali aankhe tirachhi tirachhi
tikhi tikhi lagati hai ye kolhapur ki mirachi
kaali kali lat ghugharaali aankhe tirachhi tirachhi
tikhi tikhi lagati hai ye kolhapur ki mirachi
kehde pore se ai lajavab pori
kehde pore se ai lajavab pori
ye hai chanda to ye hai chakori kahi hogi nahi aisi jodi
ye hai chanda to ye hai chakori kahi hogi nahi aisi jodi
aake jaldi se badh le prit dori
kehde pore se ai lajavab pori

sabke sab nadan ho tum itani bhi pehchan nahi
jo bik jaye bazaro me aurat vo saman nahi
shadi hai janmo ka badhan ik do din ka mel nahi
jab ji chahe isase khele aurat koyi khel nahi
aurat koyi khel nahi, aurat koyi khel nahi

aayi hai kis duniya se lagti hai hur ke jaisi
sach kehta hu dharati par hogi na ladaki aisi
kya aankhe hai kya mukhda hai kamsin hai chand ka tukda hai
luti hai meri ninde isne mera chain churaya hai
ha yahi to hai vo heroine jispe mera dil aaya hai
yahi to hai vo heroine jispe mera dil aaya hai

I saw Rekha's eyes, the grace of Sridevi's stride,
The mirth of Meenakshi, cheeks of Raveena, I spied.
Madhuri's smile, dimples that danced, a vision to confide,
But no heroine could capture this hero's heart, I sighed.
No heroine could capture this hero's heart, I sighed.
Bring a fairy from the heavens above,
Bring a fairy from the heavens above,
On whom his soul can truly confide.
No heroine could capture this hero's heart, I sighed.

Black, curly tresses, eyes that slant and gleam,
Sharp, a fiery chilli, a Kolhapur dream.
Black, curly tresses, eyes that slant and gleam,
Sharp, a fiery chilli, a Kolhapur dream.
Tell the boy, "Oh, exquisite one,"
Tell the boy, "Oh, exquisite one,"
She's the moon, and he, the chakora, a pairing begun,
She's the moon, and he, the chakora, a pairing begun.
Come quickly, and tie the thread of love,
Tell the boy, "Oh, exquisite one."

All of you are naive, so little you perceive,
A woman is not a commodity, not for sale to believe.
Marriage is a bond of lifetimes, not a fleeting weave,
Not a game to toy with, a heart to deceive.
Not a game to toy with, a heart to deceive.

From what world does she come, like a celestial bloom?
I swear, on this earth, no girl like her, dispels the gloom.
Such eyes, such a face, a youthful, moonlit room,
She has stolen my sleep, my peace she did consume.
Yes, she is the heroine, on whom my heart can assume,
Yes, she is the heroine, on whom my heart can assume.