Rahmat Jan

[Verse 1]
Damam calls the whole street out, the wedding lights are bright,
Ney-anban lifts its laughing tune and daf rolls through the night.
Hands clap time, the floor wakes up, the happy guests all sway,
Rahmat steps into the circle—make some room, hooray!

[Chorus]
Rahmat Jan, Rahmat Jan, come spin around again,
Rahmat Jan, Rahmat Jan, let joy run through the hennaed hands!

[Verse 2]
Aunties clap, the cousins cheer, the drums beat strong and low,
The ney-anban pours a southern breeze wherever feet may go.
From the table to the dance floor, every heart joins in,
Tonight belongs to Rahmat—let the Bandari begin!

[Bridge]
Daf in the palm and a clap on the two,
Rahmat Jan, the whole room is dancing with you!

[Outro]
Rahmat Jan, Rahmat Jan—keep that drumbeat rolling on!