tu raja ki raaj dulari, mai sirf langote aala su
tu raja ki raaj dulari, mai sirf langote aala su
bhang ragad ke piya karu mai, kundi sothe aala su
tu raja ki raaj dulari, mai sirf langote, aala su
bhang ragad ke piya karu mai, kundi sothe aala su
kundi sothe aala su

tu raja ki chhori se, mere ek bhi dasi dost nahi
chal tu sole odhan aali, mare kambal tak bhi pas nahi
tu batakh ki koyal se odhe, par tode hari ghas nahi
kitri yaad re laga teraa, satraan chaul prakash nahi
kise sahukar te byaah karwa le
sahukaar te byaah karwa le
mai khali strot ke aala su
bhaang ragad ke piya karu mai, kundi sothe aala su
tu raja ki raj dulari, mai sirf langote aala su
bhang ragad ke piya karu mai, kundi sothe aala su
kundi sothe aala su

pag dhule mai to kai karu tu, aur dekhe dar jaagi
rat ko leke piya karu meraa, bagh dekh ke dar jaagi
sau sau sap bane re din me, nag dekh ke dar jaagi
tane julfo vala chhora chaiye, julfo vala chhora chaiye
mai lambe chote vala su
bhang ragad ke piya karu mai, kundi sothe aala su
tu raja ki raaj dulari, mai sirf langote, aala su
bhang ragad ke piya karu mai, kundi sothe aala su
tu raja ki raaj dulari, mai sirf langote aala su
bhang ragad ke piya karu mai, kundi sothe aala su
tu raja ki raaj dulari, mai sirf langote aala su
bhang ragad ke piya karu mai, kundi sothe aala su
tu raja ki raaj dulari, mai sirf langote, aala su
bhang ragad ke piya karu mai, kundi sothe aala su

You, a princess of royal blood, I, a loincloth's sole heir.
You, a princess of royal blood, I, a loincloth's sole heir.
I drink the paste of hemp, ground by mortar and pestle's care.
You, a princess of royal blood, I, a loincloth's sole heir.
I drink the paste of hemp, ground by mortar and pestle's care.
By mortar and pestle's care.

You, born to kings, I know no maidens' grace.
You, in silks, I own no covering place.
You, a swan who seeks no blades of grass,
Remembered, your light leaves me in darkness.
Marry a merchant's son,
Marry a merchant's son,
I, a vessel of emptiness.
I drink the paste of hemp, ground by mortar and pestle's care.
You, a princess of royal blood, I, a loincloth's sole heir.
I drink the paste of hemp, ground by mortar and pestle's care.
By mortar and pestle's care.

When dust touches me, you'll recoil and flee,
My nightly drink, a tiger you won't meet,
A hundred serpents dance each day, you fear the cobra's decree,
You crave a youth with locks so long,
You crave a youth with locks so long,
I, am the one with tangled hair, you see.
I drink the paste of hemp, ground by mortar and pestle's care.
You, a princess of royal blood, I, a loincloth's sole heir.
I drink the paste of hemp, ground by mortar and pestle's care.
You, a princess of royal blood, I, a loincloth's sole heir.
I drink the paste of hemp, ground by mortar and pestle's care.
You, a princess of royal blood, I, a loincloth's sole heir.
I drink the paste of hemp, ground by mortar and pestle's care.
You, a princess of royal blood, I, a loincloth's sole heir.
I drink the paste of hemp, ground by mortar and pestle's care.