shri devio shri devi shri devi shri devi
shri devi shri devi shri devi tu nahi usse milti julti teri surat hai
tu usse bhi jayada khubsurat hai o shri devi
dekhe vo tujhe to aaina toad de filamo me kam karna chhod de
dekhe vo tujhe to aaina toad de filamo me kam karna chhod de
uski jagaha tu ho teri aarzu ho teri jusatzu ho teri guftgu ho
ke tu ajanta ki koi murat hai tu usse bhi jayada khubsurat hai
o shri devi shri devi shri devi shri devi shri devi
shri devi tu nahi usse milti julti teri surat hai
tu usse bhi jayada khubsurat hai o shri devi

aayi hai bahar dekho ho ke pawan ki doli pe sawar
aayi hai bahar dekho ho ke pawan ki doli pe sawar
teri sab saheliya jama ho gayi
kaha hai mere yaar chhoado intzar
pehna do mujhko apne baho ke haar
aaj apne pyar ka mahurat hai
aaj apne pyar ka mahurat hai o shri devi
shri devi shri devi shri devi shri devi
shri devi tu nahi usse milti julti teri surat hai
tu usse bhi jayada khubsurat hai

ghode pe baitha ke ghode pe baitha ke le jau
chori se chura ke le jau ghode pe baitha ke le jau
chori se chura ke le jau ji chahe daku ban jau
mai tujhe utha ke le jau shri devi ki kisi ko jarurat hai
tu usse bhi jayada khubsurat hai o shri devi
shri devi shri devi shri devi shri devi shri devi tu nahi
usse milti julti teri surat hai tu usse bhi
jayada khubsurat hai o shri devi

Shree Devi, Shree Devi, Shree Devi, Shree Devi,
Shree Devi, Shree Devi, thine is a face,
yet more fair than that face, Shree Devi,
more beautiful art thou.

Should she behold thee, the mirror would shatter,
films abandoned, her career undone.
Should she behold thee, the mirror would shatter,
films abandoned, her career undone.
Her place would be thine, thy desire, thy quest, thy speech,
thou, a mural from Ajanta's wall,
more beautiful art thou, Shree Devi,
Shree Devi, Shree Devi, Shree Devi, Shree Devi, Shree Devi,
thine is a face,
yet more fair than that face, Shree Devi,
more beautiful art thou.

Spring arrives, upon the wind's palanquin,
Spring arrives, upon the wind's palanquin,
your companions gathered,
where is my beloved? End the wait,
Place on me the garland of your arms,
this day, the auspicious hour of love,
this day, the auspicious hour of love, Shree Devi,
Shree Devi, Shree Devi, Shree Devi, Shree Devi,
thine is a face,
yet more fair than that face, Shree Devi,
more beautiful art thou.

Upon a horse, I shall carry thee,
Upon a horse, I shall carry thee,
stealing away, I shall take thee,
upon a horse, I shall carry thee,
stealing away, I shall take thee,
I would become a bandit if I must,
Shree Devi needs no one,
more beautiful art thou,
Shree Devi, Shree Devi, Shree Devi, Shree Devi, Shree Devi,
thine is a face,
yet more fair than that face, Shree Devi,
more beautiful art thou.