In Punjabi followed by a not-so-great translation….

Tooney kaaman kar ke ni maeN peyaara yaar manaavaaN gee

Es tooney nu parh phookaaN gee, suraj aggan jalaavaaN gee.
Tooney kaaman kar ke ni maeN peyaara yaar manaavaaN gee.

AkhiyaaN kaajaal kaalay baadal, bhawaaN say aag laagaavaaN gee.
Tooney kaaman kar ke ni maen peyaara yaar manaavaaN gee.

Aur basaat naheeN kujh meri, joban dharee gundaavaaN gee
Tooney kaaman kar ke ni maen peyaara yaar manaavaaN gee.

Sat samundar dil de andar dil se lehr uthaavaaN gee.
Tooney kaaman kar ke ni maen peyaara yaar manaavaaN gee.

Bijlee ho kar chamak draavaaN, maen baadal ghir ghir jaavaaN gee.
Tooney kaaman kar ke ni maen peyaara yaar manaavaaN gee.

Ishak angeethee harmal taarey, suraj aggan charhaavaaN gee.
Tooney kaaman kar ke ni maen peyaara yaar manaavaaN gee

Na maen beyaahee na maen kawaaree, beyta goed khidaavaaN gee,
Toone kaaman kar ke ni maen pyaara yaar manaavaangi

laa makaaN dee patree baih ke, bulleh naad wajaawaaN gee.
Toone kaaman kar ke ni maen pyaara yaar manaavaangi

I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved.

I will recite the words of spell and blow towards the Sun to light it.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved.

Black clouds will be the Kajal of my eyes; I will set fire with my eyebrows.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved

If I have nothing else to do so I will return and twist my youthful body to attract my beloved.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved.

Seven Seas occupies my heart, I will raise tides from heart,
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved

I will become lighting in order to terrify and I will thunder like clouds.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved
Instead of Hermal (seeds) I will throw stars in the stove of Love and I will inflame the fiery Sun.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved

Neither am I wedded nor will a maiden but I will mother a Son on my lap
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved

By sitting on the path of non material world, I will blow the horn.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved

Contributed by Shahidain