o ho, rang saleti halakaa
dupatta mera malamal ka rang saleti halakaa haa
dupattaa meraa malamal kaa rang saleti halakaa
zamaanaa lut jaayegaa o sar se agar dhalakaa
zamaanaa lut jaayegaa o sar se agar dhalakaa

batan mere kurte ke haay chanve
batan mere kurte ke sitaare aasamaani sajanaa
hoye isi liye dekha naa andheraa kabhi tere aganaa
hoye isi liye dekha naa andheraa kabhi tere aganaa

o tumasa bhi koyi naa haay chanve
o tumasa bhi koyi naa zamaane me nidar hoga
wahi pe dam todenge jahaan pe teraa dar hoga
haay wahi pe dam todenge jahaan pe teraa dar hoga

dupattaa meraa malamal kaa rang saleti halaka
zamaanaa lut jaayegaa o sar se agar dhalaka
zamaanaa lut jaayegaa o sar se agar dhalaka

Oh, the gray, a whisper light,
My shawl, a muslin's gentle plight,
Gray, a whisper light,
My shawl, a muslin's gentle plight,
The world would plunder, a thief in the night,
If from my head, it should take flight.
The world would plunder, a thief in the night,
If from my head, it should take flight.

My kurta's buttons, oh, the gleam,
My kurta's buttons, starry dream,
Like heavens, they softly beam,
And in your court, no darkness I have seen,
And in your court, no darkness I have seen.

Oh, none like you, my dear,
Oh, none like you, to quell all fear,
Courageous, drawing ever near,
And there, at your door, I'll shed my tear,
Yes, there, at your door, my final fear.

My shawl, a muslin's gentle plight,
Gray, a whisper light,
The world would plunder, a thief in the night,
If from my head, it should take flight.
The world would plunder, a thief in the night,
If from my head, it should take flight.