Jhanjhariya Jhanjhariya chhankati gori
jhanjhariya chhankati
gori nikli hai panghat jaane
aage pichhe chalne lage hain
ban than ke deewane ho
jhanjhariya chhankati gori
nikli hai panghat jaane
aage pichhe chalne lage hain
ban than ke deewane ho
jhanjhariya chhankati gori

aisa gora badan khila hai
jaise sarson phooli
aisa gora badan khila hai
jaise sarson phooli
apni masti me deewani
sare jag ko bhooli
mehka mehka ang hai
sara lab chhalke paimane ho
jhanjhariya chhankati gori
surat aise chamke jaise
tapti jeth dupehari
surat aise chamke jaise
tapti jeth dupehari
aankhen uski jheel samandar
khoob hain gehri gehri
jaane kitne doob gaye hain
pyar ke moti paane ho
jhanjhariya chhankati gori

behki behki chaal chale to
sar se aanchal dhalke
ho behki behki chaal chale to
sar se aanchal dhalke
kori kori jaise koi ras ki gaagar chhalke
koi hans kar dekhe koi pyar se maare taane ho
jhanjhariya chhankati
gori nikli hai panghat jaane
aage pichhe chalne lage hain
ban than ke deewane ho
jhanjhariya chhankati gori

The anklets chime, the fair one strides,
Anklets chime.
The fair one goes to the well,
Behind her, shadows start to chase,
Fools in their finery.
The anklets chime, the fair one strides,
To the well she goes,
Behind her, shadows start to chase,
Fools in their finery.
The anklets chime, the fair one...

Her fair body blooms,
Like fields of mustard, golden spread.
Her fair body blooms,
Like fields of mustard, golden spread.
Lost in her own delight,
She forgets the world's refrain.
Every limb, a fragrance,
Every lip, a brimming cup.
The anklets chime, the fair one...
Her face, a blaze of light,
Like the noon's scorching heat.
Her face, a blaze of light,
Like the noon's scorching heat.
Her eyes, a boundless lake,
Profound and deep to see.
Many have drowned within them,
Searching for the pearls of love.
The anklets chime, the fair one...

With drunken steps she goes,
Her veil slips from her head.
With drunken steps she goes,
Her veil slips from her head.
A fresh, unblemished vessel,
Overflowing with sweet juice.
Some laugh, some cast amorous glances.
The anklets chime,
The fair one goes to the well,
Behind her, shadows start to chase,
Fools in their finery.
The anklets chime, the fair one...