chodd atariya gaye sanwariya
sari umariya du tujhe
dekh teri pardesh phiri
ab kaun nagariya dhundhu tujhe
chodd atariya gaye sanwariya

sirhan hu bairagan hu mai
sukh ye kali abhagan hu mai
jahar bhi jiska amrit mujhko
usi naag ki nagan hu mai
usi naag ki nagan hu mai
panghat marghat ghat ghat jhumu
panghat marghat ghat ghat jhumu
bich bajariya jhumu re
desh tere pardes tere
chodd atariya gaye sanwariya

ruk ja o toofan mere
mai to piya ke ganv chali re
ruk na sako to mujhe udakar
pahucha do sajan ki gali re
pahucha do sajan ki gali re
pee milan ki aas lagaye

He left the high chambers, my Beloved,
a lifetime I offer to You.
Watching You roam distant lands,
in which city now will I search for You?
He left the high chambers, my Beloved.

I am the cold shiver, the ascetic,
this joy, a cursed bud am I.
Even poison, for me, is ambrosia,
I am the naked one of that serpent.
I am the naked one of that serpent.
At the well, at the pyre, in every vessel I sway,
at the well, at the pyre, in every vessel I sway,
swaying in the market square.
Your land, my land, is foreign now,
He left the high chambers, my Beloved.

Halt, O my storm,
I journey to my Beloved's village.
If you cannot stop, carry me,
and deliver me to my Beloved's lane.
Deliver me to my Beloved's lane.
Clinging to the hope of union.