are rangeele, are rangile, are rangeele
pyasi pyasi hui jawani
mora saiya oh mora saiya
mora saiya oh mora saiya

badal ba barsan aaye
badal pyar ke ho barsaye
are rangeele sajile badal

ho mari nathani ratan jada jo sawre
mare matha me men jada do sa
mari rut si gingor ishwar sanwala sa
mari rut si gingor ishwar sanwala sa
kesar sawala mari rupsi suyi gol sawala sa
mora saiya oh mora saiya
mora saiya oh mora saiya
mora saiya oh mora saiya
mora saiya oh mora saiya

Oh, colorful one, oh, colorful one, oh, colorful one,
Youth, a thirst, now it is parched,
My beloved, oh my beloved,
My beloved, oh my beloved.

Clouds, they come, ready to pour,
Clouds of love, let them shower.
Oh, colorful, adorned clouds.

My nose ring, with jewels, for the dark one,
My forehead, with the mark of the beloved,
My season of blossoming, the divine is dark,
My season of blossoming, the divine is dark,
Saffron-hued dark, my beauty, a needle’s eye, dark,
My beloved, oh my beloved,
My beloved, oh my beloved,
My beloved, oh my beloved,
My beloved, oh my beloved.