pyara bhaiya mera, dulha raja banake a gaya
pyara bhaiya mera
pyara bhaiya mera, dulha raja banake a gaya
pyara bhaiya mera
resham ki pagadi pe sehara, ghar angan mahaka gaya
pyara bhaiya mera
pyara bhaiya mera, dulha raja banake a gaya
pyara bhaiya mera
resham ki pagadi pe sehara, ghar angan mahaka gaya
dekho yara mera

aaj kaisi dhum hai, ga rahi shahanaiya
anchalo ki chhav me, baitha bhaiya saiya
sajake doli ayegi, lautake jab sath me
pyari si bhabhi ka hath, lungi apane hath me
phir ek din are kya kahana, ik phul sa khilega angana
pyara bhaiya mera, dulha raja banake a gaya
pyara bhaiya mera
resham ki pagadi pe sehara, ghar angan mahaka gaya
dekho yara mera

masti me kya jhumati, sham aayi pyar ki
goriyo ke bich me, baitha kaisi shan se
aise hi pure ho din, mere bhi araman ke
in hatho me bhi koi hath aaye
apani bhi suhag ki rat aaye
dekho yara mera, dulha raja banake aa gaya
dekho yara mera
resham ki pagadi pe sehara, ghar angan mahaka gaya
dekho yara mera
pyara bhaiya mera, dulha raja banake aa gaya
pyara bhaiya mera
resham ki pagadi pe sehara, ghar angan mahaka gaya
dekho yara mera

My dearest brother, a king in bloom,
My dearest brother.
My dearest brother, a king in bloom,
My dearest brother.
Silk turban crowned with garlands bright,
He perfumes the home with his light,
My dearest brother.
My dearest brother, a king in bloom,
My dearest brother.
Silk turban crowned with garlands bright,
He perfumes the home with his light,
Behold my friend.

What a day of joy, the shehnai sings,
Beneath the veil, my brother takes wing,
The bridal palanquin, a returning grace,
His loving hand, his bride's embrace,
Then one day, what words can say,
A flower blooms in the sun's warm ray,
My dearest brother, a king in bloom,
My dearest brother.
Silk turban crowned with garlands bright,
He perfumes the home with his light,
Behold my friend.

In revelry, the evening of love descends,
Amongst the fair, his glory transcends,
May all my days be filled with this dream,
And in my hands, a loving gleam,
May a night of love, my own, be near,
Behold my friend, a king in bloom,
Behold my friend.
Silk turban crowned with garlands bright,
He perfumes the home with his light,
Behold my friend.
My dearest brother, a king in bloom,
My dearest brother.
Silk turban crowned with garlands bright,
He perfumes the home with his light,
Behold my friend.