aur chita par jaye undela
paatr na khit ka par pyala
ghant bandhe angoor lata me
madhy na jal ho par hala, pranpriy
pranpriy yadi shraadh karo tum mera
to aise karna
peene walo ko bulva kar
peene walo ko bulva kar
khuba dena madhushala
peene walo ko bulva kar
khuba dena madhushala

And poured upon the pyre, a different vessel,
Not the chalice of regret, but a brimming cup.
The bells shall bind the vine's embrace,
No water held within, but the fire of wine, my love.

If you would honor my passing, my beloved,
Then do it thus:
Summon all who thirst for life,
Summon all who thirst for life,
And unlock the tavern's gates.
Summon all who thirst for life,
And unlock the tavern's gates.