resham ka hai kurta mera jali ki chunriya
chupke chupke aa gayi main to prem ki dagriya
are resham ka hai kurta mera jali ki chunriya
chupke chupke aa gayi main to prem ki dagriya
chhod de palla gali-mohalla karega halla allah-allah
resham ka hai kurta mera jali ki chunriya
chupke chupke aa gayi main to prem ki dagriya

saiya teri baiya pakdi to kabhi na chhodungi
are saiya teri baiya pakdi to kabhi na chhodungi
jhumka toda kangana toda wada nahi todugi
dhire-dhire haye dhire dhire
are dhire-dhire chadh ke main to aa gayi atriya
dhire-dhire chadh ke main to aa gayi atriya
resham ka hai kurta mera jali ki chundriya
chhod de palla gali-mohlla kare halla allah-allah
resham ka hai kurta mera jali ki chunriya
chupke chupke aa gayi main to prem ki dagriya

phul gulabu saiyya main kachchi kali kachanar ki
haye phul gulabu saiyya main kachchi kali kachanar ki
dil na jane main na janu kaise ho gayi yaar ki
pyar hai saiyya pyar hai
haye pyar ki mari aa gayi main to phulo ki phulwariya
pyar ki mari aa gayi main to phulo ki phulwariya
resham ka hai kurta mera jali ki chundariya
chhod de palla gali- mohalla karega halla allah-allah
resham ka hai kurta mera jali ki chunriya
chupke chupke aa gayi main to prem ki dagriya

tu hi haar hai tu hi mera shringaar hai
are tu hi haar hai tu hi mera shringaar hai
id ka chand karwa chauth mera har tyohar hai
maan le baba maan le
kahna maan yu na tham mujhko bich dagariya
kahna maan yu na tham mujhko bich dagariya
resham ka hai kurta mera jali ki chunriya
chhod de palla gali-mohalla karega halla allah-allah
resham ka hai kurta mera jali ki chunriya
chupke chupke aa gayi main to prem ki dagriya
jali ki chunriya prem ki dagriya
are phulo ki phulwariya aa gayi main atriya

My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.
Let go my hand, the streets will cry, a clamor of dismay,
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.

My love, your arms I grasp, from them I'll never stray,
My love, your arms I grasp, from them I'll never stray,
I'd break my earrings, break my bangles, but I'll never break my vow, I'll stay.
Slowly, oh so slowly,
Slowly, I ascended, to the chamber's high array.
Slowly, I ascended, to the chamber's high array.
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Let go my hand, the streets will cry, a clamor of dismay,
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.

You, a blush of rose, my love, I, a bud of Kachanar's bloom,
You, a blush of rose, my love, I, a bud of Kachanar's bloom,
My heart knows not, nor I, how I became your room.
Love it is, my love, love it is,
Love's captive, I arrived, in the flower-garden's room.
Love's captive, I arrived, in the flower-garden's room.
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Let go my hand, the streets will cry, a clamor of dismay,
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.

You are my garland, you my adornment's grace,
You are my garland, you my adornment's grace,
My Eid's moon, my Karwa Chauth, every festival's embrace.
Listen now, and understand,
Do not stop me here, midway on life's chase.
Do not stop me here, midway on life's chase.
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Let go my hand, the streets will cry, a clamor of dismay,
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.
A web of lace, to Love's secret place,
In the flower-garden, I've come to chamber's grace.