ho sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai
is dil me humne preet tumhari paali hai
o balle balle
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai

ithlati ho balkhati main to
jhilmil karti aau
ithlati balkhati main to
jhilmil karti aau
dil ka khazana ek najar me
lut ke main le aau
dekho aaj hawa kitni matwali hai
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai

chhod shama ko mere rukh par
marte hai parwane
chhod shama ko mere rukh par
marte hai parwane
baag me ja phuncho to
bhanware ho jaye diwane
maine hi bulbul ki nind chura li hai
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai

hontho pe muskan liye jab
mehfil me lahrai
hontho pe muskan liye jab
mehfil me lahrai
kitne hi dil tadap ke bole
haye kayamat aayi
kitno hi ne darkar aankh jhuka li hai
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai
is dil me humne preet tumhari paali hai
o balle balle
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai
sar pe chunariya kaali motiyo wali hai

Upon my head, a veil of night, with pearls like weeping stars,
Upon my head, a veil of night, where cosmic sorrow scars.
Within this heart, your love I've held, a treasure deep and true.
Oh, joy, oh rapture!
Upon my head, a veil of night, with pearls like weeping stars,
Upon my head, a veil of night, where cosmic sorrow scars.

I sway and bend, a shimmering dance, where light and shadow meet,
I sway and bend, a shimmering dance, my rhythm bittersweet.
A single glance, a stolen prize, the heart's own wealth I claim,
Behold the winds, how wild they rise, a fever in their name!
Upon my head, a veil of night, with pearls like weeping stars,
Upon my head, a veil of night, where cosmic sorrow scars.

The moths forsake the candle's flame, and seek my face instead,
The moths forsake the candle's flame, drawn to the life I've bred.
Into the garden, they now stray, and bees forget to hum,
The nightingale's own sleep I steal, her silence overcome.
Upon my head, a veil of night, with pearls like weeping stars,
Upon my head, a veil of night, where cosmic sorrow scars.

With smiling lips, I grace the hall, and dance within the light,
With smiling lips, I grace the hall, and banish darkest night.
How many hearts then cry in pain, "A judgment day has come!"
And fear-filled eyes avert their gaze, their very souls become...
Upon my head, a veil of night, with pearls like weeping stars,
Upon my head, a veil of night, where cosmic sorrow scars.
Within this heart, your love I've held, a treasure deep and true.
Oh, joy, oh rapture!
Upon my head, a veil of night, with pearls like weeping stars,
Upon my head, a veil of night, where cosmic sorrow scars.