ae baby ae ji ae baby ae ji
idhar aao aa gaya ghum jao ghum gaya
man jao man gaya ab kaho kya khaoge jalebi
ae baby ae ji ae baby ae ji
idhar aao aa gaya ghum jao ghum gaya
man jao man gaya ab kaho kya khaoge jalebi ae baby

rut hai rangili hawa bhi hai nashili aa pyare
rut hai rangili hawa bhi hai nashili aa pyare
magar bukh meri mita to na sakenge najare
magar bukh meri mita to na sakenge najare
idhar aao aa gaya baith jao baith gaya
uth jao uth gaya ab kaho kya khaoge jalebi ae baby

dekho to ye panchi madhur si sada me kya bole
dekho to ye panchi madhur si sada me kya bole
bukha hai ya pyasa tadap ke bechara muh khole
bukha hai ya pyasa tadap ke bechara muh khole
idhar aao aa gaya ruk jao ruk gaya
jhuk jao jhuk gaya ab kaho kya khaoge jalebi ae baby

hum to tumhare ji mehman banke haye mar gaye
hum to tumhare ji mehman banke haye mar gaye
bahut sukariya ji ye ahsan hum pe jo kar gaye
bahut sukariya ji ye ahsan hum pe jo kar gaye
idhar aao nahi aaunga ghum jao nahi ghumunga
man jao nahi manunga
bhukhe hi kya jaoge kuch le bhi ae baby

aise to na rutho kaho to pad jau mai paiya
aise to na rutho kaho to pad jau mai paiya
saja to hum denge idhar jara lao ye baiya
saja to hum denge idhar jara lao ye baiya
idhar aao aa gayi baith jao baith gayi ji
man jao man gayi ji ab kaho kya kya khaoge
jo degi ae baby ae ji

Little one, oh little one, come hither,
Here I am, turning round and round,
Obeying, obeying now tell me,
What sweet fritters will you devour, my little one?

Oh, little one, oh little one, come hither,
Here I am, turning round and round,
Obeying, obeying now tell me,
What sweet fritters will you devour, my little one?

The season blooms, the wind is intoxicating, come beloved,
The season blooms, the wind is intoxicating, come beloved,
But these sights cannot quench my thirst,
But these sights cannot quench my thirst,
Come hither, here I am, sit down, I sit,
Rise up, I rise, now tell me,
What sweet fritters will you devour, my little one?

Look, these birds, in sweet melodies, what do they sing?
Look, these birds, in sweet melodies, what do they sing?
Hungry or thirsty, they open their mouths, in longing,
Hungry or thirsty, they open their mouths, in longing,
Come hither, here I am, stop, I halt,
Bow down, I bow, now tell me,
What sweet fritters will you devour, my little one?

We, your guests, oh, have died from longing,
We, your guests, oh, have died from longing,
Thank you, for this kindness you have shown us,
Thank you, for this kindness you have shown us,
Come hither, I will not come, turn, I will not turn,
Obey, I will not obey, will you go hungry, take something, my little one?

Do not be angry, I will fall at your feet, tell me,
Do not be angry, I will fall at your feet, tell me,
We shall give a punishment, bring these arms near,
We shall give a punishment, bring these arms near,
Come hither, I have come, sit down, I sit,
Obey, I obey, now tell me,
What will you devour, whatever you give, my little one?