ghayal hirni van van bhatke
piche pada shikari
umariya jaye kaha bechari
umariya jaye kaha bechari

asvan jal se mal mil gayi
is ghayat ko gayi bhigoyi
dudh se dhuli chand si gori
ho gayi meli
sari umariya jaye kaha bechari
bichhada mit
gaav ghar chhuta
ye jag rutha vo jab rutha
aisi chaal chali kismat ne
puri bazi haari umariya
jaye kaha bechari
umariya jaye kaha bechari

A wounded fawn, through forests lost, it bleeds,
The hunter's shadow, where its spirit flees.
Where does life go, this sorrow it must keep?
Where does life go, when shadows softly sleep?

Tears of sorrow, merge with the stream's cold grace,
Soaking the wound, in this forsaken place.
Once, moon-bright, a face of milk-white hue,
Now stained and darkened, secrets it imbues.
Where does life go, this burden it must bear?

The friend departed, the village left behind,
The world turned cold, the loved one now unkind.
Fate's cruel hand, a dance of bitter art,
The game is lost, a shattered, wounded heart.
Where does life go, this suffering untold?
Where does life go, as the years unfold?