gali mean garima ghol-ghol,
kyoan badha liya yah neh-tol.
kitane mithe, kitane pyare,
arpan ke anajane virodh,
kaise narad ke bhakti-sootr,
a gaye kuanj-van shodh-shodh!
hil uthe jhoolane bhare jhol,
gali mean garima ghol-ghol.
jab bedhange ho uthe dvar,
jab bekaboo ho utha jvar,
isane jis din ghanashyam kaha,
vah bol utha paravar-digar.
maniyoan ka bhi kya bane mol.
gali mean garima ghol-ghol.
ye bole inaka mridul hasy,
ve kahean ki unake mridul bol,
bhoogol chutakiyaan deta hai,
vah nach-nach utta khagol.
kuchh to apane pharaphand khol,
gali mean garima ghol-ghol॥
