thakura ho suno thakura thakura ho suno thakura
thakura listen thakura thakura dekho thakura
chikna chikna paan ka patta, chahli chuna sarda acha
upar se chandi ka verd lagake, long ka tala daal ke
hum laye hai dekho laye hai tumhare waste

thakura ho suno thakura thakura dekho thakura
chikna chikna paan ka patta, chahli chuna sarda acha
upar se chandi ka verd lagake, long ka tala daal ke
hum laye hai dekho laye hai tumhare waste

mai to layi ha layi, maine kaha jara dekho na
mai toh laayi chandi ki thali me pan banaras wala
hum to raja pyar karenge apne hatho se paan khilake
tere muh ko lal karenge
thakura suno thakura, thakura listen thakura

mai calkatte wali mera vachan na jaye khali
mai calkatte wali mera vachan na jaye khali
mera jadu tujhpe saiya chadh ke bolega
dekh ke mera pan tu apne muh ko kholega
thakura suno thakura, thakura listen thakura

chikna chikna paan ka patta, chahli chuna sarda acha
upar se chandi ka verd lagake, long ka tala daal ke
hum laye hai dekho laye hai tumhare waste

Oh, Lord, listen, Lord, listen, I implore,
Lord, behold, Lord, behold and adore.
Smooth betel leaf, a whisper of lime,
A heart's desire, transcending time.
With silver leaf, a cloak of grace,
A clove's lock, in its sacred space.
We bring, we bring, for you to see,
A gift of love, eternally.

Oh, Lord, listen, Lord, listen, I implore,
Lord, behold, Lord, behold and adore.
Smooth betel leaf, a whisper of lime,
A heart's desire, transcending time.
With silver leaf, a cloak of grace,
A clove's lock, in its sacred space.
We bring, we bring, for you to see,
A gift of love, eternally.

I bring, I bring, a plea to you,
Look, oh look, my offering true.
In silver plate, a Banaras dream,
Betel's kiss, a flowing stream.
With loving hands, a king's embrace,
To feed your soul, in this sacred place.
Your mouth shall bloom, a crimson art,
Oh, Lord, listen, Lord, within your heart.

I am from Calcutta, my word is kept,
My magic spell, while you have slept.
I am from Calcutta, my word is kept,
My magic spell, while you have slept.
My enchantment, will surely rise,
Before your eyes.
Behold my betel, your lips will part,
Oh, Lord, listen, Lord, within your heart.

Smooth betel leaf, a whisper of lime,
A heart's desire, transcending time.
With silver leaf, a cloak of grace,
A clove's lock, in its sacred space.
We bring, we bring, for you to see,
A gift of love, eternally.