Mohay apnay hi rung mein rung lay,

Tu to saaheb mera Mehboob-e-Ilaahi;

Mohay apnay hi rung mein……

Humri chundariya, piyaa ki pagariya,

Woh to donon basanti rung day;

Tu to saaheb mera …….

Jo kuch mangay rung ki rungaai,

Mora joban girvi rakhlay;

Tu to saaheb mera…….

Aan pari darbaar tehaaray,

Mori laaj saram sab rakh lay;

Tu to saaheb mera Mehboob-e-Ilaahi,

Mohay apnay hi rung mein rung lay.

Translation-

Dye me in your hue, my love,

You are my man, oh beloved of Almighty;

Dye me in your hue.

My scarf, and the beloved’s turban,

Both need to be dyed in the hue of spring;

Whatever be the price for dyeing, ask for it,

You can have my blossoming youth in mortgage;

Dye me in your hue.

I have come and fallen at your door step,

For you to safeguard my pride, my dignity,

You are my man, Oh beloved of Almighty,

Dye me in your hue.