aao aao naath humaare
preeti kare pukaar
phul dubate patthar tarte
hote aap apaar

phul dubate patthar tarte
dukhiya nisdin aahe bharte
kab loge avtaar
prabhu ji preeti kare pukaar
phul dubate patthar tarte

taare gin gin raat bitaate
bina tumhaare sab hi sataate
taare gin gin raat bitaate
bina tumhaare sab hi sataate
ek tumhi aadhaar
prabhu ji preeti kare pukaar
phul dubate patthar tarte

yaha dudh ki nadiyaan bahti
waha dudh ka naam nahi
sone ki varsha hoti thi
paata koi chhadaam nahi
tan me hai araam nahi
aur man me tera naam nahi
ab kaise ho uddhaar
prabhu ji preeti kare pukaar
phul dubate patthar tarte

phul dubate patthar tarte
dukhiya nisdin aahe bharte
kab loge avtaar
prabhu ji preeti kare pukaar
phul dubate patthar tarte

Come, Oh Lord, come to me,
Love's call, a plea.
Flowers drown, yet stone can swim,
Boundless You, within.

Flowers drown, yet stone can swim,
The sorrowful, their sighs dim.
When will Your form appear?
Lord, love's call, I hold so dear.
Flowers drown, yet stone can swim.

Counting stars, the night does wane,
Without You, all is pain.
Counting stars, the night does wane,
Without You, all is pain.
You alone, the ground I claim.
Lord, love's call, a burning flame.
Flowers drown, yet stone can swim.

Here, rivers of milk do flow,
There, not a drop to know.
Golden rain, a sight so grand,
Yet not a penny in hand.
The body knows no ease,
And in the heart, no peace.
How then can salvation bloom?
Lord, love's call, beyond the tomb.
Flowers drown, yet stone can swim.

Flowers drown, yet stone can swim,
The sorrowful, their sighs dim.
When will Your form appear?
Lord, love's call, I hold so dear.
Flowers drown, yet stone can swim.