banwari re o banwari
meri bari re kaahe ko bhule banwari
meri bari re kaahe ko bhule banwari
jab jab peed pari dukhiyan par
tumhi ne vipda taali re
meri bari re kaahe ko bhule banwari
meri bari re kaahe ko bhule banwari

ghan ka jyoti janam ki papan
parpushan ki pyaari parpushan ki pyaari
dharm karam ki liptan aayi paap kiye atti bhari
paap ki atti bhari
ek tote ki rom ratan se tune paar utari
meri bari re kaahe ko bhule banwari
meri bari re kaahe ko bhule banwari

drupadhsuta pandav ki nari juva khel kar haari
juva khel kar haari
bari sabha me dhust dusasan khaichan lagaa saadi
khaichan lagaa saadi
luthati laaz bachai jab vo dukhiya tumhe pukaari
meri bari re kaahe ko bhule banwari
meri bari re kaahe ko bhule banwari

meera tere pyar ke karan lok laaz sab haari
lok laaz sab haari
nirlaj kahe raana ne usko bejhi naag pitari
bejhi naag pitari
naag phul vish amrit ban gaya teri lila nyaari
meri bari re kahe ko bhule banwari
meri bari re kahe ko bhule banwari
jab jab bheed pari dukhiyan par
tumhi ne vipta hari
meri bari re kaahe ko bhule banwari
meri bari re kaahe ko bhule banwari

O, Gardener of the Grove, my Gardener,
Why do you forget my turn, Gardener?
Why do you forget my turn, Gardener?
Whenever sorrow fell on the afflicted,
You alone dispelled the storm.
My turn, why do you forget, Gardener?
My turn, why do you forget, Gardener?

The light of the clan, sin of birth,
Another's care, so cherished, another's care, so cherished.
Bound by deeds of faith, came sins exceedingly heavy,
Sins exceedingly heavy.
Yet, a parrot's jewel of a word, you carried across.
My turn, why do you forget, Gardener?
My turn, why do you forget, Gardener?

Draupadi, wife of the Pandavas, lost in the game,
Lost in the game.
In the crowded court, the wicked Dushasana, began to pull her sari,
Began to pull her sari.
When she cried out in pain, you saved her honor.
My turn, why do you forget, Gardener?
My turn, why do you forget, Gardener?

Meera, for your love, abandoned all worldly shame,
Abandoned all worldly shame.
Shameless, the Rana sent her a basket of snakes,
Sent a basket of snakes.
The snakes bloomed, their poison turned to nectar, your play so strange,
My turn, why do you forget, Gardener?
My turn, why do you forget, Gardener?
Whenever sorrow fell on the afflicted,
You alone dispelled the storm.
My turn, why do you forget, Gardener?
My turn, why do you forget, Gardener?