dhar ke jogi ke bhesh saiya
saiya gaye videsh ma
lagi dil ki jo thesh kahi jaye na
ho kahi jaye na
mohe bali umar lagi
rato ko har baat dil ki kisi ko kahi jaye na
ho kahi jaye na
chadti jaye jawani jaise nadiya me pani
o chadti jaye jawani jaise nadiya me pani
kisi ne khub nibhali haye
haye balam kitna jalim haye
ki dekho taras na khaye haye
ki ab ji kaun dikhaye haye
haye ram ji
haye balam kitna jalim haye
ki dekho taras na khaye haye

sham hote hi main singar karu
unke aane ka intizaar karu
aanhko me nind ka khumar liye
jaagu me dil ko bekarar kiye
umariyan rang bichayein
nazariyan rah bhulayein
umariyan rang bichayein
nazariyan rah bhulayein
sataye log paraye haye
haye balam kitna jalim haye
ki dekho taras na khaye haye
ki ab ji kaun dikhaye haye
haye ram ji

yaad to chobare se pyar karti
hum to ek bund bhar ko chahat karti
log kahte hai ki bahar aayi
humko to mushkile hazaar aayi
ye naina bade abhage ye kitna ruthan laage
ye naina bade abhage ye kitna ruthan laage
na jane kya ho aage haye
haye balam kitna jalim haye
ki dekho taras na khaye haye
ki ab ji kaun dikhaye haye
haye ram ji
haye balam kitna jalim haye
ki dekho taras na khaye haye
ki ab ji kaun dikhaye haye
haye ram ji

A mendicant's guise, a lover gone,
Across the sea, their journey drawn.
A wound within, a heart's deep ache,
That none can name, for pity's sake.
My tender years, a fragile bloom,
Each night the heart's lament, a tomb.
Now none can know, none understand,
This sorrow etched across the land.

Like rivers swell with youthful tide,
Like rivers swell, where dreams reside,
Few have played love's game so well,
My cruel love, a mournful knell.
He shows no grace, no tender plea,
Who now will show life's face to me?
Oh Ram, my God, my weary soul,
My cruel love, beyond control,
He shows no grace, he will not see.

As twilight falls, I dress with care,
Awaiting his return, his prayer.
My eyes with slumber's haze are filled,
My restless heart, forever stilled.
My youth unfurls, a vibrant hue,
My vision lost, as pathways skew.
My youth unfurls, a vibrant stain,
My vision lost, in love's domain.
Strangers torment, shadows play,
My cruel love, come what may,
He shows no grace, no tender plea,
Who now will show life's face to me?
Oh Ram, my God, my weary soul,
My cruel love, beyond control,
He shows no grace, he will not see.

My heart still cherishes the love,
I crave a drop, sent from above.
They say the spring has come anew,
But for me, trials, a daunting view.
These eyes, ill-fated, ever weep,
These eyes, ill-fated, secrets keep,
What fate awaits, what can be done?
My cruel love, the setting sun,
He shows no grace, no tender plea,
Who now will show life's face to me?
Oh Ram, my God, my weary soul,
My cruel love, beyond control,
He shows no grace, he will not see.
Oh Ram, my God, my weary soul,
My cruel love, beyond control,
He shows no grace, he will not see.
Oh Ram.