anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi
anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi
anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi
hui tu bhi aaj sharabi, bas ye hi huyi kharaabi re
anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi
anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi

tu khud hi bottal, tu khud maikhana
phir kyun chakh dala, tune paimaana
tu khud hi bottal, tu khud maikhana
phir kyun chakh dala, tune paimaana
tune lab jo lagaaye daaru se
tere nakhare huye nawaabi re
anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi
anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi

teri chaal badal gayi, meri taal badal gayi
meri jaan shabnami, tu kamaal badal gayi
teri chaal badal gayi, meri taal badal gayi
meri jaan shabnami, tu kamaal badal gayi
dekho baag ke, ghulshan sarmaaye
tu ho gayi aur gulaabi re
anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi
anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi

madmast jawaani, pe badan nashila
tere samane jhandu, huyi munni shila
madmast jawaani, Pe badan nasheela
tere samane jhandu, huyi munni sheela
meri jaan atak gayi mushkil me
niyat me huyi kharaabi re
anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi
anguri peeke ho gayi, tu to aaj sharabi

Drunk on the grape, you're a reveler now,
Drunk on the grape, a reveler, somehow.
Drunk on the grape, in a vibrant hue,
Drunk, a reveler, and that's the rue.
Drunk on the grape, you're a reveler now,
Drunk on the grape, a reveler, somehow.

You are the bottle, the tavern's embrace,
Why then did you taste of this bitter space?
You are the bottle, the tavern's hold,
Why drink from the cup, a story untold?
Your lips met the wine, a fiery kiss,
Your whims, like a Nawab's, with arrogant bliss.
Drunk on the grape, you're a reveler now,
Drunk on the grape, a reveler, somehow.

Your disguise has changed, my rhythm rearranged,
My dewy love, you've brilliantly estranged.
Your disguise has changed, my rhythm's beat,
My dewy love, your form is bittersweet.
Behold! The gardens, the blossoms blush,
You've bloomed, a rose, with a vibrant rush.
Drunk on the grape, you're a reveler now,
Drunk on the grape, a reveler, somehow.

Your youth's a dance, your body's a lure,
Before you, the greats, they must endure.
Your youth's a dance, your body's a dream,
Before you, the stars, it would seem.
My soul's caught fast, in the grip of the fray,
Corruption's born, and steals the day.
Drunk on the grape, you're a reveler now,
Drunk on the grape, a reveler, somehow.