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
