saj ke sajaye baithi, sajinde bulaye baithi kaha gum hua anjana
aale aale diye bhi jalaye re jalaye na atariya pe aaya parwana
kaun sa tan haaye barmaaye re
hamri atariya pe aaja re sanwariya, dekha-dekhi tanik hui jaaye
hamri atariya pe aaja re sanwariya, dekha-dekhi tanik hui jaaye
hamri atariya pe

kiwadiya se lag ke piya kare jhaanka jhaanki
bahut kaudi phenke piya udaave jahaan ki
kiwadiya se lag ke piya kare jhaanka jhaanki
bahut kaudi phenke piya udaave jahaan ki, kasam deve jaan ki
aaja gilauri, khilai du kimaami laali pe laali tanik hui jaaye
aaja gilauri, khilai du kimaami laali pe laali tanik hui jaaye
hamari atariya pe

padosan ke gharva jaiho jaiho na sawariya
sautan se boli mori kaate jeheriya jeheri najariya
aaja atariya pe pilai du angoori, jora-jori tanik hui jaaye
aaja atariya pe pilai du angoori, jora-jori tanik hui jaaye
hamri atariya pe aaja re sanwariya, dekha-dekhi tanik hui jaaye
hamri atariya pe
saajne lagaaye baithi, chuttiya ghumaaye baithi
kahan gum hua anjaana, kaun sa tan haaye barmaaye re

Adorned, I sit, a stage prepared,
Musicians summoned, a yearning unheard.
Where has he wandered, the stranger unknown?
Lamps I have lit, a luminous glow.
Yet, no moth arrives, to my tower's height.
Which body, alas, does he now ignite?

Come to my tower, O dark-hued one,
A glimpse of you, till the day is done.
Come to my tower, O dark-hued one,
A glimpse of you, till the day is done.
Upon my tower.

Through the window, my love does peep,
Throwing coins, secrets to keep.
Through the window, my love does peep,
Throwing coins, secrets to keep.
Come, betel leaf, I will offer thee,
Crimson lips, a fleeting glee.
Come, betel leaf, I will offer thee,
Crimson lips, a fleeting glee.
Upon my tower.

To the neighbor's house, do not you stray,
Lest my rival, her venom display.
Come to my tower, a drink I'll pour,
A gentle touch, forevermore.
Come to my tower, a drink I'll pour,
A gentle touch, forevermore.
Come to my tower, O dark-hued one,
A glimpse of you, till the day is done.
Upon my tower.
Adorned, I wait, my braids unfurled,
Where has he wandered, lost to the world?
Which body, alas, does he now ignite?