ab kisko sunau mai katha, krishan murari
ab kisko sunau mai katha, krishan murari
fariyad hai, fariyad meri tumse bihari
tumse bihari
ab kisko sunau mai katha, krishan murari

is dil me mohabbat ka deeya tumne jalaya
takdir ki aandhi ne use aake bujhaya
tune hi meri
tune hi meri dubti hui naiya ko, giraya
baithi mai jaha, tumne mujhe pass bithaya
khamosh sahu markat aage, krishan murari
fariyad hai, fariyad meri tumse bihari
tumse bihari
ab kisko sunau mai katha, krishan murari

jiwan me mere nirmal tufan utha hai
humdard jise samjhe wahi, mujhse khafa hai
kya padhte ke ho
kya padhte ke kismat me jo likha hai
apno se shikayat hai, na gairo se gila hai
daman ko sahare hai kai, jag jag suna
fariyad hai, fariyad meri tumse bihari
tumse bihari
ab kisko sunau mai katha, krishan murari

To whom now shall I tell my tale, Krishna of the flute?
To whom now shall I tell my tale, Krishna of the flute?
A plea I bear, a plea of mine to You, Bihari,
To You, Bihari.
To whom now shall I tell my tale, Krishna of the flute?

In this heart, a lamp of love You lit,
Fate’s storm then came, and extinguished it.
It was You who,
It was You who sank my sinking boat, and then,
Sat me beside You, where I had not been.
Silent, I bear the monkey's dance, Krishna of the flute.
A plea I bear, a plea of mine to You, Bihari,
To You, Bihari.
To whom now shall I tell my tale, Krishna of the flute?

In my life, a pure tempest has arisen,
The one I held as friend, now, is frozen.
What is written,
What is written in fate, I cannot even reason.
From my own I have complaint, no grudge for the stranger,
A hem to cling to, though the world is bereft.
A plea I bear, a plea of mine to You, Bihari,
To You, Bihari.
To whom now shall I tell my tale, Krishna of the flute?