Mithi mithi aangdai se sulag gayi teriyan nu

Venake maange netne ha me haya bhi sive vi maa dita

Langma devarde na guru

Prem ka pehchane na ruwa nari manahari

Sukumali numba thama patalaang madaavtena

Huru pemaka patalena ruwa nari manahari

Sukumali numba thama manike

Mage hithe dil pe mera na ab chalta koi jor tujhe

Pane ke liye dil karta hai shor aisa bhi kya tujhe

Rab ne banaya jo ghanto

Tak dekhun jo na hota me bore rab da nasha tera

Chadh hi gaya ke pyaar me tere me

Pad hi gaya tujhko jo dekhe koi khood ke tere liye

Usse ladd bhi gaya haan tujhe nahi hai kuch pata

Mere dil mein tu basa ruwa nari

Manahari sukumali numba thama

Tujhe nahi hai kuch pata

Mere dil

Mein tu basa ruwa nari manahari sukumali numba thama

Hitha langama dawatena

Huru pemaka patalena ruwa nari manahari

Sukumali numba thama patalaang madaavtena huru pemaka

Patalena ruwa nari manahari sukumali

Numba thama manike mage hithe

Tu nahin aana tu kehna kya chahari par

Baatein teri phir bhi lagti hai pyari hathon par tujhe

Ghuma doonga main kashmir

Se leke kanyakumari kaafi saare tere aashiq

Kuware par woh bhi kya kare

Tujhse maare bechare tere chakkar pe phas gaye

Hain tere aashiq aware teri yeh numme na ke

Sive di maa eta angam soda vetena guru premika pagalna

Ruwa nari

Manahari sukumali numba thama etha langhma davuthna

Guru premika pagalna ruwa nari manahari

Sukumali numba thama manike

Mage hithe yeah pisavi do it baby

Its your boys astery on the hows boys