Mere Yaar thu nachle, Dance with me my friend. Russian dance of Mayuri.

jhanak jhankak jhan, mera jhumka utha ke laaya re yaar ve, jo gira tha bareli ke bazaar me, mai tho jhumka lagake sharmagayi. Boli Ghoongar bandha dhenge mein aa gayi. My innocence was lost my friend when it fell in the market. I lamented my shame. Mere yaar thu nachle abb tho lutaa hai baazar, Yet, its charm yearns. Mujhko nachaake nachle, aaja nachle nachle mere yaar thu nachle, jhanak jhanak jhankaar.. o nachle nachle mere yaar thu nachle abb tho lutaa hai baazar, sabko bulaake nachle, aaja nachle nachle mere yaar thu nachle, meri yaar.. drown your sorrow in dance as you watch the market go up in flames. Nachle nachle zara nachle nachle, chhath pe bulaake nachle, nachle nachle zara nachle, nachle jhat se uthaake nachle, go, gather  the assembled and pick one out of the crowd to help you. Mainai galthi kari thi, meri nathani padi thi ke sone mein usko ranga gayi, meine rangaake atariya pe aa gai.  I committed crimes and doing so lost virginity. Even as my crimes turned into gold. And with it I satiated my desire. Mohalhe mein kaisi maara maar hai, bole mochi bhi khud ko sonar hai, there is always an uproar in the palace as even the knaves believe that their mustaches are gold. Mainai tho kamsin kali thi, zara thanke chali thi. I beg for forgiveness so that I may walk. Aage jaage gali pe balkha gayi, koyi jaane jawaani kab aa gai, mere sadhke zamane ki kamaayi re, mujhe dhetha udhaari halwaayi re. The festivities have spread all around and who knows who was made young again.  I pray that my penances remove burdens. I will then be free of you, bazaar ( market),  once and for all.