hey sunata hu mazra ek aashiq adhed avval majnu ka
jo karta tha dawa ek jimedar bap hone ka
huya ye ki ek din usne socha ki apne bete
ki shadi khana aabadi karwa du
ki bin ma ke bache ki ye bhi
tamana jald se jald puri karwa du

ek din banthan ke matwala wo dilwala nikla sher karne ko
mil gayi nadiya kinare machhuo ki
rani jo aayi thi paniya bharne ko
phir kya huya hey salo what happend

dono ke nain mile haye dilo ke gate khule haye
pyar ki bate huyi haye aur mulakate huyi haye
ishq ke chkarle ko haye bana ghanchkar wo to haye
jalaya khud ka chulha banna chaha khud dulha
sari duniya ko bhula shohrat ijat ko bhula
jimedar ko bhula bete ki shadi ko bhula

ek gabru arey gabru buddhu ko dekho
pyar ho gaya ek gabru buddhu ko dekho
pyar ho gaya dhalti jawaniya me pyar ho gaya haye haye
dhalti jawaniya me kya hal ho gaya
haye haye dhalti jawaniya me kya hal ho gaya
ek gabru buddhu ko dekho pyar ho gaya

jaga budhapa aur soyi jawani jaga budhapa aur soyi jawani
dil me baitha li ek dilbar jani ek machhuo ki rani wo to rani
ka diwana mastana ho gaya
wo to rani ka diwana mastana ho gaya
ek gabru buddhu ko dekho pyar ho gaya
haye haye dalti jawaniya me kya hal ho gaya

ishq me ban gaya akal ka andha
suja nahi haye use duja koi dhandha
andha re andha arey banda re banda
arey andha hu re mohabbat me banda
ishq me ban gaya akal ka andha
suja nahi haye use duja koi dhandha

wo to wo to ishq ke akhade ka phalwan ho gaya
wo to ishq ke akhade ka phalwan ho gaya
ek gabru buddhu ko dekho pyar ho gaya
haye haye dalti jawaniya me kya hal ho gaya
haye aage na dekha aur pichhe bhi na dekha
upar na dekha aur niche bhi na dekha
aage na dekha aur pichhe bhi na dekha
upar na dekha aur niche bhi na dekha
uske sare kunbe ka bantadhar ho gaya
uske sare kunbe ka bantadhar ho gaya
ek gabru buddhu ko dekho pyar ho gaya
haye haye dalti jawaniya me kya hal ho gaya

A tale I sing, of a lover grown old, a Majnu of sorts,
Who claimed the title of landowner, a man of great courts.
He vowed one day, for his son, a wedding he'd hold,
To build a home, a life, a story to be told.
A child without a mother, a wish he must fulfill,
This tender yearning, he must quell.

One day, all dressed, a swagger in his stride,
He set out to hunt love, with nothing to hide.
By the river's edge, he found his queen,
A fisherwoman, a vision, a vibrant sheen.
Then, alas, what happened, the whispers now tell?

Eyes met, alas, hearts opened wide,
Love's language spoken, where secrets reside.
Meetings blossomed, a sweet design,
He was ensnared, love's tangled twine.
Igniting his own fire, a groom he desired to be,
He forgot the world, its vanity.
Fame and honor, he cast aside,
The weight of duty, he could not abide.
His son's wedding, forgotten, a distant plea.

A man grown old, a youthful fool,
See the old man, love's cruel tool.
In fading youth, a love's embrace,
See the old man, love's cruel chase.
Alas, in fading years, what became of him?
See the old man, love's capricious whim.

Old age awakened, youth slumbered deep,
He welcomed a beloved into his keep,
A fisherwoman, his queen, in his heart to reside,
Her very being, he did confide.
He's become her fool, her devotee,
See the old man, love's decree.
Alas, in fading years, what became of him?

In love, he became a famine's blind plight,
He saw no other path, no guiding light.
Blind, oh blind, the man became,
Bound by love's relentless flame.
In love, he became a famine's blind plight,
He saw no other path, no guiding light.

He became a wrestler, in love's arena grand,
He became a wrestler, in love's arena grand,
See the old man, love's cruel command.
Alas, in fading years, what became of him?
Ahead, he saw no future, nor past that he knew,
Above, below, the world lost its hue.
Ahead, he saw no future, nor past that he knew,
Above, below, the world lost its hue.
His entire lineage, shattered and torn,
His entire lineage, their futures forlorn.
See the old man, love's cruel horn.
Alas, in fading years, what became of him?