teri bottel ban gayi sautan
meri kismat futi haye
teri bottel ban gayi sautan
meri kismat futi haye
sab dukh sahan karungi re balma
sab dukh sahan karungi re balma
ye dukh saha na jaye
teri bottel ban gayi sautan
meri kismat futi haye
teri bottel ban gayi sautan
meri kismat futi haye

ye roj hume ladwaegi
ye tujhse hume chhudaegi
ye roj hume ladwaegi
ye tujhse hume chhudaegi
tujhe idhar udhar bhatkaegi
ye ghar ki raah bhulayegi
is julmi ki chhaya se bhi
is julmi ki chhaya se bhi
sabko ram bachaye
teri bottel ban gayi sautan
meri kismat futi haye
teri bottel ban gayi sautan
meri kismat futi haye

mujh me aakhir kaun kami hai
julfo ki bhi chhanv ghani hai
mujh me aakhir kaun kami hai
julfo ki bhi chhanv ghani hai
aankho se madira bahti hai
dhun jawani ki masti hai
tu hi dekh saka na pagle
o sari duniya dekh rahi hai
tod ise ya chhod de isko
tod ise ya chhod de isko
kaahe ko tadpaye
teri bottel ban gayi sautan
meri kismat futi haye
teri bottel ban gayi sautan
meri kismat futi haye
sab dukh sahan karungi re balma
ye dukh saha na jaye
teri bottel ban gayi sautan
meri kismat futi haye
teri bottel ban gayi sautan
meri kismat futi haye

hat teri jawani jise sab kahte shabab kahte hai
asal me hum to isi ko sharab kahte hai
teri najar ki bata hi kya hai
jisme mera pyar chhupa hai
is bottel me kuch na dhara hai
iska nasha to jhutha nasha de
is bottel me kuch na dhara hai
iska nasha to jhutha nasha de
tera nasha to wo hai jo
bottel ko naach nachaye
main to tera diwana hu
pagli kaun tujhe samjhaye
main to tera diwana hu
pagli kaun tujhe samjhaye
o o o o o o
o o o o o o

Your bottle, a rival now, it seems,
My fate, it shatters, it bleeds,
All sorrows I'll bear, my love, I swear,
But this pain, it exceeds.
Your bottle, a rival now, it seems,
My fate, it shatters, it bleeds.

It will ignite our nightly strife,
From you, it steals my life,
It leads you astray, to wander far,
And blinds you to hearth and home's light.
May Ram protect us all from this cruel shade,
Your bottle, a rival now, it seems,
My fate, it shatters, it bleeds.

What flaw do I possess, my love?
My hair, a sheltering grove above.
From my eyes, a liquor flows,
A youthful, joyful, festive show.
You, alas, could not perceive,
While the whole world knows.
Shatter it or choose me now,
Shatter it or choose me now,
Why torture me so?
Your bottle, a rival now, it seems,
My fate, it shatters, it bleeds.
Your bottle, a rival now, it seems,
My fate, it shatters, it bleeds,
All sorrows I'll bear, my love, I swear,
But this pain, it exceeds.
Your bottle, a rival now, it seems,
My fate, it shatters, it bleeds.

That youth you praise, that bloom so bright,
In truth, we call it drink, its blight.
What of your gaze, my love, so deep,
Where all my love does sleep?
There's nothing in that vial you keep,
Its intoxication, a lie to weep.
Yours is the true intoxication,
That makes the bottle dance and leap!
I am your devotee, my darling,
Who can truly comprehend?
I am your devotee.