re holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se

re holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
re mhari ae mangetar chudla wali
mhari ae mangetar chudla wali
ghadiya walo re nawab, kahiyo re mangetar se
ghadiya walo re nawab, kahiyo re mangetar se

re holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
mhari ae mangetar nathali wali, mhari ae mangetar
mhari ae mangetar nathali wali
re muchha walo re nawab, kahiyo re mangetar se
muchha walo re nawab, kahiyo re mangetar se

re holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
re mhari ae mangetar chudla wali
mhari ae mangetar chudla wali
ghotya walo re nawab, kahiyo re mangetar se
ghotya walo re nawab, kahiyo re mangetar se

holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
mhari ae mangetar nakhra wali, mhari ae mangetar
mhari ae mangetar nakhra wali
picche bhage rai nawab, kahiyo re mangetar se
picche bhage rai nawab, kahiyo re mangetar se

re holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se
holiya mein ude re gulal
kahiye re mangetar se

Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.

Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
My love, adorned with bangles bright,
My love, a vision of pure light.
The watch-wearing Nawab, a heart so true,
Tell my beloved, I yearn for you.
The watch-wearing Nawab, a heart so true,
Tell my beloved, I yearn for you.

Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
My love, a pearl upon her nose,
My love, where true beauty grows.
The mustachioed Nawab, bold and grand,
Tell my beloved, across the land.
The mustachioed Nawab, bold and grand,
Tell my beloved, across the land.

Oh, crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
My love, whose anklets sing their song,
My love, where I truly belong.
The dhoti-clad Nawab, with grace he strides,
Tell my beloved, where love resides.
The dhoti-clad Nawab, with grace he strides,
Tell my beloved, where love resides.

Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
My love, with a mischievous heart,
My love, a beautiful work of art.
The Nawab who chases, with love's delight,
Tell my beloved, with all my might.
The Nawab who chases, with love's delight,
Tell my beloved, with all my might.

Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.
Crimson dust dances, a festival of hues,
Tell my beloved, the news.