sita ram sita ram sita ram sita ram
chiththi aayi na patri aayi aaya na telegram re
sita ram sita ram sita ram sita ram
chiththi aayi na patri aayi aaya na telegram re
birva par chadhi kaga bolein tumhare balam kaise bhole
bina pata ki chiththi dali chiththi yaha waha hai dole
birva par chadhi kaga bolein tumhare balam kaise bhole
bina pata ki chiththi dali chiththi yaha waha hai dole
ho dole ha dole hey dole dole dole dole
jaise din guthali ke dam jaise dole radhe shyam
sita ram sita ram sita ram sita ram
sita ram sita ram sita ram sita ram
chiththi aayi na patri aayi aaya na telegram re

prem hi sihayi prem lipapha prem hi tha sandesa
dakiya babu dekh ke bola letter hai ye kaisa
prem hi sihayi prem lipapha prem hi tha sandesa
dakiya babu dekh ke bola letter hai ye kaisa
likhane walon ko parnam padhane wale ke siriram
sita ram sita ram sita ram sita ram
sita ram sita ram sita ram sita ram
chiththi aayi na patri aayi aaya na telegram re

ata nahi hai pata nahi likhane wale ki khata nahi hai
ankh mein ansu ghir aye the tapki bunde kahin kahin hai
ata nahi hai pata nahi likhane wale ki khata nahi hai
ankh mein ansu ghir aye the tapki bunde kahin kahin hai
premi hoye jinka nam unka ulata sidha kam
sita ram sita ram sita ram sita ram
sita ram sita ram sita ram sita ram
chiththi aayi na patri aayi aaya na telegram re

birva par chadhi kaga bolein tumhare balam kaise bhole
bina pata ki chiththi dali chiththi yaha waha hai dole
ho dole ha dole hey dole dole dole dole
jaise din guthali ke dam jaise dole radhe shyam
sita ram sita ram sita ram sita ram
chiththi ayi na patri ayi aya na telegram re
sita ram sita ram sita ram sita ram
chiththi aayi na patri aayi aaya na telegram re
aaya na telegram re

Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram,
No letter came, no parchment bright, no telegram's chime.
Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram,
No letter came, no parchment bright, no telegram's chime.

On the branch, the crow proclaims, "How could your love be so serene?"
A letter sent, with no address, it wanders, unseen.
On the branch, the crow proclaims, "How could your love be so serene?"
A letter sent, with no address, it wanders, unseen.
It sways, yes, it sways, it sways, it sways,
Like a day's worth for a fruit's seed, like Radha's love that sways.
Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram,
Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram,
No letter came, no parchment bright, no telegram's chime.

Love, the ink, love, the envelope, love, the message's core.
The postman, seeing it, asked, "What is this letter for?"
Love, the ink, love, the envelope, love, the message's core.
The postman, seeing it, asked, "What is this letter for?"
To the writer, my reverence, to the reader, Lord Ram's grace.
Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram,
Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram,
No letter came, no parchment bright, no telegram's chime.

No address, no clue, the writer bears no blame,
Tears fell, like drops of rain, leaving stains on love's name.
No address, no clue, the writer bears no blame,
Tears fell, like drops of rain, leaving stains on love's name.
Lovers, whose names are known, their ways are often strange.
Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram,
Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram,
No letter came, no parchment bright, no telegram's chime.

On the branch, the crow proclaims, "How could your love be so serene?"
A letter sent, with no address, it wanders, unseen.
It sways, yes, it sways, it sways, it sways,
Like a day's worth for a fruit's seed, like Radha's love that sways.
Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram,
No letter came, no parchment bright, no telegram's chime.
Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram, Sita Ram,
No letter came, no parchment bright, no telegram's chime,
No telegram's chime.