mai ba pass ladka, tu anpadh chhori
mai chhora bada sayana, tu ladki dil ki bholi
meri tedhi medhi raahe, tu sidhi saadhi chhori
meri tikhi tez baate, teri meethi si hai boli
mujhe byaah diya asal gawaar se
mujhe byaah diya asal gawaar se

kuchh na kahe, bas chup rahe
naa jaane kya hoga, hai kisko yeh pata
har pal kahi khoyi rahe
naa jaane ab jaau to jaau main kaha
woh hai zara si gumsum jab yuhi kuchh kehti hai
jo kar deti hai baate mere dil ko chhu jaati hai
man moh liya uske khumaar ne
mujhe byaah diya asal gawaar se
mujhe byaah diya asal gawaar se

kya mai kahu aur kya sunu
naa soche naa samjhe yeh mera kehna
kisko pata, hai baat kya
naa ruthe manaye hai maine yeh jaana
woh hai zara si sehmi jab yunhi sharmaati hai
jo jhuk jaati hai aankhe mere dil me bas jaati hai
man moh liya uske khumaar ne
mujhe byaah diya asal gawaar se
mujhe byaah diya asal gawaar se

mai ba pass ladka, tu anpadh chhori
mai chhora bada sayana, tu ladki dil ki bholi
meri tedhi medhi raahe, tu sidhi saadhi chhori
meri tikhi tez baate, teri meethi si hai boli
mujhe byaah diya asal gawaar se
mujhe byaah diya asal gawaar se
mujhe byaah diya asal gawaar se
mujhe byaah diya asal gawaar se

I, a graduate, you, a girl unread,
I, a boy of knowing, you, a heart so led.
My paths, a tangled maze, yours, a simple track,
My words, a sharpened blade, yours, a sweetness back.
They wed me to a rustic boor,
They wed me to a rustic boor.

She says no word, remains in silent keep,
Who knows what waits, what secrets does she sleep?
Lost in a haze, each moment slips away,
Where now to turn, where can I stay?
When softly shy, a murmur gently sighs,
Her words, they touch my soul, then quickly rise.
My heart ensnared by her sweet allure,
They wed me to a rustic boor,
They wed me to a rustic boor.

What should I speak, what should I hear?
She does not grasp, nor comprehend my fear.
Who truly knows what lies concealed?
No anger shown, no comfort revealed.
When slightly scared, her blush begins to bloom,
Her eyes descend, within my heart, they loom.
My heart ensnared by her sweet allure,
They wed me to a rustic boor,
They wed me to a rustic boor.

I, a graduate, you, a girl unread,
I, a boy of knowing, you, a heart so led.
My paths, a tangled maze, yours, a simple track,
My words, a sharpened blade, yours, a sweetness back.
They wed me to a rustic boor,
They wed me to a rustic boor.
They wed me to a rustic boor.
They wed me to a rustic boor.