sajaniya kit bhage kar ke mera dil chori
sajaniya kit bhage kar ke mera dil chori
balamwa sajanwa dar lage
tu chhora mai chhori
hoye tu chhora mai chhori
sajaniya kit bhage kar ke mera dil chori
balamwa sajanwa dar lage
tu chhora mai chhori
hoye tu chhora mai chhori

o sajan ki jaan tere kurban tujhe dar kahe ka
oye kahna mera maan na ban nadan
tujhe dar kahe ka
aashao ke taar milake bandh pyar ki dori
balamwa sajanwa dar lage
tu chhora mai chhori
hoye tu chhora mai chhori

rut mastani bhari jawani khali beet na jaye
beet bhi jaye meri bala se tu kahe ghabraye
najar milake najar churana ye teri kamjori
balamwa sajanwa dar lage
tu chhora mai chhori
hoye tu chhora mai chhori

jo balam sajni ki khatir raat raat bhar jage
us balam ko jalim bante jara der na lage
buri lage ya bhali magar mai baat kahu ji kori
balamwa sajanwa dar lage
tu chhora mai chhori
hoye tu chhora mai chhori

hoga koi awaal numbar ka aisa harjai
lallu panju dhobi nayi ya ganju halwayi
hath pakad ke kabhi na chhodu
mohe kasam hai tori sajaniya
balamwa sajanwa dar lage
tu chhora mai chhori
hoye tu chhora mai chhori
hoye sajaniya kit bhage kar ke mera dil chori
balamwa sajanwa dar lage
tu chhora mai chhori
hoye tu chhora mai chhori

My beloved, where flee you, my heart stolen away?
My beloved, where flee you, my heart stolen away?
My love, my beloved, fear takes hold,
You a boy, I a girl,
Oh, you a boy, I a girl.
My beloved, where flee you, my heart stolen away?
My love, my beloved, fear takes hold,
You a boy, I a girl,
Oh, you a boy, I a girl.

O, my love, my life, I surrender, why fear?
O, heed my words, do not be foolish,
Why fear?
With threads of hope, bind a cord of love,
My love, my beloved, fear takes hold,
You a boy, I a girl,
Oh, you a boy, I a girl.

This intoxicating season, youth in bloom, do not let it pass in vain,
Even if it passes, I care not, why you grieve?
To meet eyes then steal a glance, this your weakness,
My love, my beloved, fear takes hold,
You a boy, I a girl,
Oh, you a boy, I a girl.

That love who for his beloved, stays awake through the night,
To such a love, to become a tyrant takes but a moment.
Good or bad, I speak the truth bare,
My love, my beloved, fear takes hold,
You a boy, I a girl,
Oh, you a boy, I a girl.

There must be some first-rate, faithless wretch,
A fool, a washerman, a barber or a bald confectioner.
Holding your hand, I'll never release,
By your oath, my beloved.
My love, my beloved, fear takes hold,
You a boy, I a girl,
Oh, you a boy, I a girl.
Oh, my beloved, where flee you, my heart stolen away?
My love, my beloved, fear takes hold,
You a boy, I a girl,
Oh, you a boy, I a girl.