ho rang rasiya rang rasiya ho rang rasiya
rang rasiya rang rasiya, rang rasiya rang rasiya
rang rasiya rang rasiya, rang rasiya rang rasiya
rang rasiya rang rasiya, rang rasiya rang rasiya
rang rasiya rang rasiya, rang rasiya rang rasiya
rang rasiya rang rasiya, rang rasiya rang rasiya
ye saare rang tere rang hai
gulaabi sa aaj ka dhalta hua aanchal
dushala odhe kaale megh hai
ye tere aankh se chhalke hai sheetal
laal peele hare champai surmayi
ek tu hai magar tere roop kai

mohe rang de re rang de re rang de re rang de
nili nili nadiya dole lahraaye balkhaaye bole
hai jogi ya koi malang hai jisne rang rang daale rang
rang rasiya ho rang rasiya, rang rasiya rang rasiya
rang rasiya rang rasiya, rang rasiya rang rasiya
ye sone sone din ye chandi chandi raat
saiya aisa rangeela leke ghume apne saath
ghunghar ghunghar tere desh naa jaane kaun banaaya bhesh
jata me lekar suraj chaand tan pe man samay ki raat
chala kaun disha ki or uda ke saiya roke khwaab
rang rang rasiya, rang rang rasiya
rang rang rasiya, rang rang rasiya
rang rang rasiya, rang rang rasiya
rang rang rasiya, rang rang rasiya
rang rang rasiya, rang rang rasiya

O, Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues, O, Painter of Hues,
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
All these colors, they are your colors,
Like a blush, today's setting veil,
A shawl draped on the dark clouds,
And from your eyes, coolness does spill.
Crimson, ochre, jade, and champak,
One are you, yet your hues are many.

Imbue me, oh, imbue me, imbue me, imbue me,
Azure rivers sway, they undulate, they swirl, they sing,
Is it a mystic, or a wandering soul, who paints with color?
Painter of Hues, O, Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
These golden days, these silver nights,
My beloved walks with me, so vibrant, so bright.
Bells chime in your lands, unknown is the guise you wear,
With sun and moon held in your matted locks, the body, mind, the night of time.
Towards which direction does he travel, scattering dreams, my beloved?
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues,
Painter of Hues, Painter of Hues.