ye tera sajna sawarna bin saajan ke bekar hai
ye bindiya chudi kangna bin saajan ke bekar hai
ye tera sajna sawarna bin saajan ke bekar hai
ye bindiya chudi kangna bin saajan ke bekar hai
dou din ka hai ye joban banne ko
tera saajan ye aashiq taiyar hai
kya banega mera saajan ja tu aashiq bekar hai
mera lakho ka joban ja tu aashiq bekar hai
vo banega mera saajan vo banega
mera balam jo aashiq dildar hai
ye tera sajna sawarna bin saajan ke bekar hai

o sapno ki rani kya rut hai ye mastani
aa nain se nain mila le do din ki hai ye jawani
do din ki hai ye jawani ye tera kajra gajra
bin saajan ke bekar hai ye payal chudi jhumka
bin saajan ke bekar hai do din ka hai ye joban
banne ko tera saajan ye aashiq taiyar hai
kya banega mera saajan ja tu aashiq bekar

mai phoolo ki dali hai chal meri matwali
dil kaise tujhko de du teri niyat hai kali teri niyat hai kali
tujhse aachi to meri ye payal ki chankar hai
dil tujhko me na dungi dil dene se inkar hai
vo banega mera saajan vo banega
mera balam jo aashiq dildar hai
ye tera sajna sawarna bin saajan ke bekar hai

dil me hai teri dhadkan tu hai sapno ki dulhan
mai tujhse pyar karunga o rani sara jiwan o rani sara jiwan
mai ched rahi thi tujhko tu kis liye baizar hai
is ched chad me shamil o saajan mera pyar hai
mai hu tera diwana mai hu teri diwani hum dono ko pyar hai

Your adornments, a useless bloom, without your beloved's gaze,
Your jewels and bangles, a hollow tune, without love's vibrant blaze.
This fleeting beauty, a painted scene, with no one there to see,
Your lover awaits, a hopeful sheen, to offer ecstasy.
What will you be, my love, a waste of breath?
My youth, a fortune, lost to death?
Only he will be my love, he alone,
My heart's beloved, on love's high throne.
Your adornments, a useless bloom, without your beloved's gaze.

Oh, Queen of dreams, this season's art,
Come, gaze into my eyes, let our souls depart,
For youth's two days are fleeting fast.
Your kohl and tresses, shadows cast,
Without your love, a passing show.
Your anklets and bracelets, a mournful flow,
Without your love, their song is lost.
This fleeting beauty, a price to be crossed,
Your lover awaits, with passion's fire.
What will you be, my love, a sinking pyre?

I am a flowering branch, my steps so free,
How can I give my heart to thee?
Your intentions are dark, the shadows long,
Than you, my anklets sing a better song,
I will not give you my heart, a vow I keep.
Only he will be my love, buried so deep,
My heart's beloved, a soul to be.
Your adornments, a useless bloom, without your beloved's gaze.

In my heart, your heartbeat, you are my dream's bride,
I will love you forever, my queen, my guide,
I was teasing you only, why are you so distressed?
In this playful dance, my love, my test,
Is the touch of a love, which I now embrace.
I am your madman, your heart's space,
For we both are in love with our souls' embrace.