tumhi ho mere apne yaha
yaha sare gaanv me
tumhi ho mere apne yaha
yaha sare gaanv me
tumko niharu jivan waru
bhag sanwaru
tumhi ho mere apne yaha
yaha sare gaanv me
tumhi ho mere apne

chhota hai ek dulara
jaise ho phul pyara
chhota hai ek dulara
jaise ho phul pyara
aake bana jo mera sahara
duja pahad jaisa laage kathor aisa
duja pahad jaisa laage kathor aisa
phir bhi jhare re madhu ki dhara
dono paraye mujhko suhaye
man me samaye
tumhi ho mere apne yaha
yaha sare gaanv me
tumhi ho mere apne

itna hi bole didi
duja de gaali sidhi
itna hi bole didi
duja de gaali sidhi
phir bhi hraday hai maat pita sa
mujh par har aankh dole
papan sab gaanv bole
mujh par har aankh dole
papan sab gaanv bole
bhaiya re bhaiya tu hi kaho na
bhaiya re bhaiya tu hi kaho na
ban ka jharna papi kaisa
ye gaanv wale bante hai bhole
dil ke hai kaale
tumhi ho mere apne yaha
yaha sare gaanv me
tumhi ho mere apne

You are my own in this place,
In this entire village.
You are my own in this place,
In this entire village.
Gazing at you, I give my life,
I mend my fate.
You are my own in this place,
In this entire village.
You are my own.

One is a darling, small and dear,
Like a precious flower.
One is a darling, small and dear,
Like a precious flower.
Came to be my support.
The other, like a mountain, seems harsh,
Like a mountain, seems harsh.
Yet, from him flows a stream of honey.
Both, though different, please me,
Reside in my heart.
You are my own in this place,
In this entire village.
You are my own.

This is all my sister says,
The other hurls direct abuse.
This is all my sister says,
The other hurls direct abuse.
Yet, their hearts are like mother and father.
Every eye in this place glares at me,
The village calls me a sinner.
Every eye in this place glares at me,
The village calls me a sinner.
Brother, oh brother, tell me,
Brother, oh brother, tell me,
How can the forest spring be sinful?
These villagers pretend to be innocent,
But their hearts are dark.
You are my own in this place,
In this entire village.
You are my own.