rangi saari gulabi chunariya re
mohe mare nazariya sawariya re
mohe mare nazariya sawariya

rangi saari gulabi chunariya re
rangi saari gulabi chunariya re
mohe mare nazariya sawariya re
mohe mare nazariya sawariya re
rangi saari gulaabi, gulaabi chunriya

jao ji jao, karo na batiya
jao ji jao, karo nahi batiya
jao ji jao, karo nahi batiya
meri baali, meri baali hai mori umariya
mohe mare nazariya sawariya re
mohe mare nazariya sawariya re

rangi saari gulaabi chunariya re
rangi saari gulaabi chunariya re
mohe mare nazariya sawariya re
mohe mare nazariya sawariya re
rangi saari ho
pehni saari gulaabi chunariya re
mohe mare nazariya sawariya re
mohe mare nazariya sawariya re

Dyed is my sari, a blush of pink,
He strikes me with glances, my dark-skinned king.
He strikes me with glances.

Dyed is my sari, a blush of pink,
Dyed is my sari, a blush of pink,
He strikes me with glances, my dark-skinned king.
He strikes me with glances, my dark-skinned king.
Dyed is my sari, pink, pink, my sari.

Go, depart, speak not to me,
Go, depart, hold no words for me.
Go, depart, hold no words for me.
My youth, my youth, a tender decree.
He strikes me with glances, my dark-skinned king.
He strikes me with glances, my dark-skinned king.

Dyed is my sari, a blush of pink,
Dyed is my sari, a blush of pink,
He strikes me with glances, my dark-skinned king.
He strikes me with glances, my dark-skinned king.
Dyed is my sari, oh...
Wearing a sari, a blush of pink,
He strikes me with glances, my dark-skinned king.
He strikes me with glances, my dark-skinned king.