ae ghunghru ki jhankar sunne walo
ab tute dil ke taar ki bhi jhankar suno
mehfil ki muskano me jhumne walo
mere asuwan se bhigi aaj pukar suno

mere dil ki jali hai aaj holi
kaisi kismat ne ki hai ye thitholi
mere dil ki jali hai aaj holi
kaisi kismat ne ki hai ye thitholi

ganga sa nirmal nichhal
sukhi ek gaanv tha
sukhi ek gaanv tha
raja rank dono barabar
nahi bhedbhav tha
nahi bhedbhav tha
uske gun gauravo se duniya daali
kaisi kismat ne ki hai ye thitholi
mere dil ki jali hai aaj holi
kaisi kismat ne ki hai ye thitholi

aise gaanv me ek bhola bhala kulwant tha
bhala kulwant tha
sadachari sewabhavi man ka sadhu sant tha
man ka sadhu sant tha
uspe ek menka ne papi drishti kholi
kaisi kismat ne ki hai ye thitholi

satayshil aadarsho ki machi man me hulchal
machi man me hulchal
natarki ko dur nikala
gaanv se usi pal
gaanv se usi pal
badla lungi kisi din nari boli
kaisi kismat ne ki hai ye thitholi
nahi nahi
mere dil ki jali hai aaj holi
kaisi kismat ne ki hai ye thithol

O listeners of the jingling bells,
Hear now the strings of a broken heart's lament.
You who dance in the revelry's smiles,
Listen to my tear-soaked appeal, heaven-sent.

My heart's Holi burns this day,
What cruel jest has fate begun to play?
My heart's Holi burns this day,
What cruel jest has fate begun to play?

Pure, like the Ganges, serene and still,
A tranquil village, blessed and free,
A tranquil village, blessed and free.
Where king and pauper met as equals,
No trace of disparity, you see,
No trace of disparity, you see.
Its virtues and glories, the world did extol,
What cruel jest has fate begun to play?
My heart's Holi burns this day,
What cruel jest has fate begun to play?

In that village lived a Kulwant, kind and true,
Kind and true.
A righteous soul, a servant, in all he'd do,
A saintly heart, through and through.
Upon him, a temptress, a wicked gaze did bestow,
What cruel jest has fate begun to play?

Truth and virtue, a turmoil within,
A turmoil within.
The dancer banished, banished from sin,
Banished from sin.
"Revenge I shall have," the woman did spin,
What cruel jest has fate begun to play?
No, no,
My heart's Holi burns this day,
What cruel jest has fate begun to play?