gunjaa re, gunjaa re chandan chandan chandan
ham dono me dono kho gaye
dekho ek dusre ke ho gaye
raam jaane vo ghadi kab aayegi jab
hoga hamara gathbandhan
gunjaa re chandan chandan chandan

ho sonaa nadi ke paani hilor maare
prit manva maa hamari jor maare
ho sonaa nadi ke paani hilor maare
prit manva maa hamari jor maare
hai aisan kaisan hoyi gavaare, raam jaane
ho raam jaane vo ghadi kab aayegi jab
hoga hamara gathbandhan
gunjaa re chandan chandan chandan

tere sapano mai dubi rahe aankhe
tere khushabu se mahak uthi raate
tere sapano mai dubi rahe aankhe
tere khushabu se mahak uthi raate
rag tere paanv kaa lag ke mere paanv kahe
har din bite tere rango ki chhaanv me
ho budhe baragad ki maati ko sis dhar le
dipa satti ko sau sau pranaam kar le
ho budhe baragad ki maati ko sis dhar le
dipa satti ko sau sau pranaam kar le
o degi aasis to jaldi biyaahegi, raam jaane
raam jaane vo ghadi kab aayegi jab
hoga hamara gathbandhan
gunjaa re chandan re gunjaa chandan
ham dono me dono kho gaye
dekho ek dusre ke ho gaye
raam jaane vo ghadi kab aayegi jab
hoga hamara gathbandhan
gunjaa re chandan re gunjaa chandan

Sandalwood whispers, sandalwood sighs, sandalwood dreams,
Lost in each other, we, a mirrored gleam.
See how we've become one, intertwined,
When will the hour arrive, by fate designed,
When our bond shall be sealed, divinely decreed?
Sandalwood whispers, a blossoming seed.

Gold of the river, waves in the flow,
Love's strong current, in our hearts aglow.
Gold of the river, the waves in the flow,
Love's strong current, in our hearts aglow.
What wonders await, who can truly know?
When will the hour arrive, by fate's design?
When our bond shall be sealed, so finely entwined?
Sandalwood whispers, the secrets it keeps.

Lost in your dreams, my eyes gently reside,
Your fragrance, the night, forever inside.
Lost in your dreams, my eyes gently reside,
Your fragrance, the night, forever inside.
Your footprints on mine, a colorful tale,
Each day to be spent, in your colorful veil.
Let the old banyan tree’s earth be our guide,
A hundred salutations to the sacred bride.
Let the old banyan tree’s earth be our guide,
A hundred salutations to the sacred bride.
Her blessings will come, a wedding to see,
When will the hour arrive, divinely free?
When our bond shall be sealed eternally.
Sandalwood whispers, sandalwood dreams,
Lost in each other, it brightly streams.
See how we've become one, our souls embrace,
When will the hour arrive, in time and space?
When our bond shall be sealed, with love's sweet grace?
Sandalwood whispers, sandalwood's trace.