kaabil kisse pyar ke jo veena ke taar
chhedo to mane pran hain
kar dete hain jhankaar

billo re billo re billo
mithee gilauree billo
dil bole billo billo boli na
billo re billo re billo
mithee gilauree billo
dil bole billo billo boli na
o billo bole bole hontho ko bhi
khole na, khole naa
billo re billo re billo
mithee gilauree billo
dil bole billo billo boli na
hay hay billo re billo re billo
mithee gilauree billo
dil bole billo billo boli na

ankhiyon se ko ankhiyon ko sajade ho jate
yaar kee galee pe he dil chhod aate
june ki dupahari me mohhalle ke mod pe
dekhne ko billo aate gam sare chhodke
ho billo, aankhon se to bole bole
hontho se bole naa
billori ki koi na utare
ab yaar fumar ko
pa jahan sara pa liya jo yaar ko

uthe uthke nind se sochte hain raat ko
aaj kahi kal kahi dil wali baat ko
bin kahe aa rahi thi, chahato ki lajate
kaha mohtaaj hain kahne chahte
ho billo, ho billo
ho billo humne tere aage
apne dil ki baate kholi na
billo re billo re billo
mithee gilauree billo
dil bole billo billo boli na
dil bole billo billo boli na
billo re billo, billo re billo
billo re billo, billo re billo
billo re billo, billo re billo
billo re billo, billo re billo

chali gayi billo naata maar sang jodke
ab kya bacha hai mohhale waale mod pe
ankahi reh gayi yar ki mohhabate
yaar ki mohhabate dil ki ibaadate
ho billo ho billo
ho billo, kaise hole hole
kisi aur ki holi na
billo re billo re billo
mithee gilauree billo
dil bole billo billo boli na
billo re billo re billo
mithee gilauree billo
dil bole billo billo boli na
billo re billo re billo
mithee gilauree billo
dil bole billo billo boli na

Whom does love's touch find worthy,
To strum the strings of the soul's lyre?
For when they are played, a life,
A music that resonates through fire.

Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Sweet betel leaf, Billo,
The heart speaks, Billo, but she doesn't.
Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Sweet betel leaf, Billo,
The heart speaks, Billo, but she doesn't.
Oh Billo, the lips, though speaking
never open, never open.
Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Sweet betel leaf, Billo,
The heart speaks, Billo, but she doesn't.
Oh, Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Sweet betel leaf, Billo,
The heart speaks, Billo, but she doesn't.

Eyes meet eyes, adorning themselves,
Leaving the heart on the friend's lane.
In June's heat, at the neighborhood's bend,
We come to see Billo, forgetting woes.
Oh Billo, the eyes speak, but the lips
do not speak.
None can remove Billori,
From the friend's intoxication,
Having found the world in the friend.

Rising from sleep, we think at night,
Of the heart's matters, sometimes here, sometimes there.
Without words, desires were coming,
The delights of love,
Not in need of words.
Oh Billo, oh Billo,
Oh Billo, before you
I did not open my heart's words.
Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Sweet betel leaf, Billo,
The heart speaks, Billo, but she doesn't.
The heart speaks, Billo, but she doesn't.
Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Billo, oh Billo, Billo.

Billo went away, severing the bond,
What remains now at the neighborhood's bend?
Unspoken, the friend's loves remain,
The friend's loves, the heart's devotions.
Oh Billo, oh Billo,
Oh Billo, how slowly, slowly,
She becomes another's.
Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Sweet betel leaf, Billo,
The heart speaks, Billo, but she doesn't.
Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Sweet betel leaf, Billo,
The heart speaks, Billo, but she doesn't.
Billo, oh Billo, Billo,
Sweet betel leaf, Billo,
The heart speaks, Billo, but she doesn't.