sab chaman se gulab le aaye
husna wale shabab le aaye
shekh sahab ne mang li jannat
hum waha se sharab le aaye
chum kar mad bhari aankho se gulabi kagaz
chum kar mad bhari aankho se gulabi kagaz
usne bheja hai mere naam sharabi kagaz
usne bheja hai mere naam sharabi kagaz
chum kar madbhari aankho se gulabi kagaz

chum kar mad bhari aankho se gulabi kagaz
usne bheja hai mere naam sharabi kagaz
chum kar mad bhari aankho se gulabi kagaz
uske hatho me gulabo ki mehek hai shayad
uske hatho me gulabo ki mehek hai shayad
uske hatho me gulabo ki mehek hai shayad
uske chhune se hua sara gulabi kagaz
uske chuhne se hua sara gulabi kagaz
chum kar madbhari aankho se gulabi kagaz

uska khat pate hi maikhane ki yaad aati hai
uska khat pate hi maikhane ki yaad aati hai
uska khat pate hi maikhane ki yaad aati hai
kahi mujhko bhi bana de na sharabi kagaz
kahi mujhko bhi bana de na sharabi kagaz
chum kar madbhari aankho se gulabi kagaz

kahi mai uska pata bhul na jau rashid
kahi mai uska pata bhul na jau rashid
kahi mai uska pata bhul na jau rashid
mujhko likhata hai wo har bar jawabi kagaz
mujhko likhata hai wo har bar jawabi kagaz
chum kar madbhari ankhonse gulabi kagaz
usne bheja hai mere naam sharabi kagaz
chum kar madbhari aankho se gulabi kagaz

From every garden, roses they did bring,
Youthful beauty, blossoming.
The pious sought a heaven's grace,
But we, from there, brought wine to embrace.

Kissing the pink paper with eyes of wine,
Kissing the pink paper, the vision divine.
She sent a drunkard's script, to me,
Kissing the pink paper, wild and free.

Kissing the pink paper with eyes of wine,
She sent a drunkard's script, mine to enshrine.
Kissing the pink paper, a lover's art,
Her hands, I think, hold roses in their heart.
Her hands, I think, hold roses in their heart,
Her touch, it turned the paper all to pink,
Her touch, it turned the paper all to pink.
Kissing the pink paper with eyes of wine.

Her letter comes, the tavern's call,
Her letter comes, embracing all.
Her letter comes, the tavern's call,
Lest I, too, be a drunkard made,
Lest I, too, by her be swayed,
Kissing the pink paper with eyes of wine.

Lest I forget her address, Rashid,
Lest I forget her, as I did.
Lest I forget her address, Rashid,
She writes to me, a reply, always near,
She writes to me, dispelling every fear,
Kissing the pink paper with eyes of wine,
She sent a drunkard's script, mine.
Kissing the pink paper with eyes of wine.