tu pyaar maange pyaar de du
tu pyaar maange pyaar de du
o saawariya o baanke saawariya
tu pyaar maange pyaar de du
o saawariya o baanke saawariya
tere hi rang mein main gujariya
rangne aayi chunariya

tu pyaar maange pyaar de du
o saawariya o baanke saawariya
ghunghat mein naina hai
naino mein kajraa hai
paaon mein paayal
paayaliya mein dori
ghnghat mein naina hai
naino mein kajraa hai
paaon mein paayal
paayaliya mein dori
saj ke sajaa ke aayi mein gori
sun ke tori bansuriya
tu pyaar maange pyaar de du
o saawariya o baanke saawariya

chhup ke zamane se nikli bahane se
chhup ke zamane se nikli bahane se
sir pe bhaari gagariyaa uthaye
us pe ye kaanta pag mein haaye
phir bhi dol dagariya
tu pyaar maange pyaar de du
tu pyaar maange pyaar de du
o saawariya o baanke saawariya

main to more piya main to more piya
ho jaaun kya se kya ang se jo mohe tu laga le
main to more piya ho jaau kya se kya
ang se jo mohe tu laga le
rakh de muraliy rakh de
muraliy aa mohe utha le
main hu teri baawariya
tu pyaar maange pyaar de du
o saawariya o baanke saawariya
tere hi rang mein main gujariya
rangne aayi chunariya
tu pyaar maange pyaar de du
o saawariya o baanke saawariya

If love you seek, love I shall pour,
Oh, dark one, oh, sweet lord of the bower,
If love you seek, love I shall pour.
Oh, dark one, oh, sweet lord of the bower,
In your hues, my life I'll spend,
To dye my veil, I now descend.

If love you seek, love I shall pour,
Oh, dark one, oh, sweet lord of the bower.
Beneath the veil, my eyes reside,
In eyes, the kohl, a hidden tide.
In feet, the anklets, a delicate chain,
A silken thread, a sweet refrain.
Adorned, arrayed, I come to thee,
Hearing the flute's sweet melody.
If love you seek, love I shall pour,
Oh, dark one, oh, sweet lord of the bower.

From the world, I slip away,
From the world, I slip away,
A heavy pitcher on my head,
And thorns that pierce my foot's tread.
Yet still, I sway along the way.
If love you seek, love I shall pour,
If love you seek, love I shall pour,
Oh, dark one, oh, sweet lord of the bower.

I am yours, my love, I am yours,
I transform, what I once was,
When you embrace, when you enfold.
I am yours, my love, I am yours,
I transform, what I once was,
When you embrace, when you enfold.
Lay down your flute, lay down your flute,
Let your flute lift me from the ground.
I am your devotee, your blessed girl.
If love you seek, love I shall pour,
Oh, dark one, oh, sweet lord of the bower.
In your hues, my life I'll spend,
To dye my veil, I now descend.
If love you seek, love I shall pour,
Oh, dark one, oh, sweet lord of the bower.