haye jawani haye jawani haye jawani
haye jawani haye jawani haye jawani

bolo bolo ji hujur bolo bolo
isme mera kya kasur bolo bolo
meri aankho me sharur dekho dekho
meri bato me garur socho socho
ye to hai mujhe pata kuch hua hai jarur

sab kahte hai ladki jawan ho gai
o ye to o ye to
o ye to sun sun ke mai pareshna ho gai
sab kahte hai ladki jawan ho gai
o ye to o ye to
o ye to sun sun ke mai pareshna ho gai
sab kahte hai ladki jawan ho gai
haye jawani haye jawani haye jawani

bheje mujhe phul likhe chitiya fijul
koi bole mera dil gori kar le kabul
haye jawani haye jawani haye jawani

ho na jau badnam ho na jaye koi bhul
sari duniya badi baiman ho gai
sab kahte hai ladki jawan ho gai
o ye to o ye to
o ye to sun sun ke mai pareshna ho gai
sab kahte hai ladki jawan ho gai
haye jawani haye jawani haye jawani

sochu din rat kab aayegi barat
jaldi se lu phere saat jau sajna ke sath
kaise babul se kahu apne dil ki mai bat
mere tauba mushkil me jaan ho gai
sab kahte hai ladki jawan ho gai
o ye to o ye to
o ye to sun sun ke mai pareshna ho gai
sab kahte hai ladki jawan ho gai
o ye to o ye to
o ye to sun sun ke mai pareshna ho gai
sab kahte hai ladki jawan ho gai

Youth, oh youth, a tempest in the soul,
Youth, oh youth, taking its toll.

Speak, ye all, and tell me why,
What fault is mine, beneath the sky?
In my eyes, a hazy gleam, see,
In my words, a pride for me.
I know it, something stirs within.

They say the maiden's youth has bloomed,
Oh this, oh this,
This tale has wearied, consumed.
They say the maiden's youth has bloomed,
Oh this, oh this,
This tale has wearied, consumed.
They say the maiden's youth has bloomed,
Youth, oh youth, a tempest in the soul.

They send me flowers, letters of no worth,
Some say, "Maiden, give your heart its birth."
Youth, oh youth, a tempest in the soul.

Lest I be shamed, or folly be,
The world, a sea of treachery.
They say the maiden's youth has bloomed,
Oh this, oh this,
This tale has wearied, consumed.
They say the maiden's youth has bloomed,
Youth, oh youth, a tempest in the soul.

I ponder day and night, when will the procession arrive?
Soon, the sacred vows, with my beloved, I'll strive.
How to speak to my father, of the heart's deep drive?
Alas, my soul, now trapped in a hard dive.
They say the maiden's youth has bloomed,
Oh this, oh this,
This tale has wearied, consumed.
They say the maiden's youth has bloomed,
Oh this, oh this,
This tale has wearied, consumed.
They say the maiden's youth has bloomed.