han ji han maine sharab pi hai
han ji han maine sharab pi hai
thodi si nahi behisab pi hai
han ji han na ji na han ji han
han ji han maine sharab pi hai
thodi si nahi behisab pi hai
han ji han maine sharab pi hai

uff meri tauba
o mere kadam toh nashe mein dagmagane lage
kharab kyu sath mere ladkhane lage
ap ne bhi shayad janab pi hai
han ji han na ji na han ji han
han ji han maine sharab pi hai

maf kar dijiye meri gutakhi
main kya karu mere bas mein
rahna jara dur mujhse pas ana nahi
chiz maine padi hi kharab pi hai
han ji han na ji na han ji han
han ji han maine sharab pi hai

mere hathon ne jam ko dekha
dekhe kisine na dil ke tukde toote hue
kya maine pi hai puchha sabne ruthe hue
maine has ke diya jawab pi hai
han ji han maine sharab pi hai
thodi si nahi behisab pi hai
han ji han han ji han maine sharab pi hai
han ji han

Yes, I have drunk the wine,
Yes, I have drunk the wine,
Not a little, but beyond measure, I have drained it.
Yes, yes, no, yes, yes,
Yes, I have drunk the wine,
Not a little, but beyond measure, I have drained it.
Yes, I have drunk the wine.

Oh, my repentance!
Oh, my steps, they begin to stumble in the drink.
Why does my corrupted thought begin to falter?
You, too, perhaps, my friend, have sipped the wine?
Yes, yes, no, yes, yes,
Yes, I have drunk the wine.

Forgive my audacity,
What can I do, it is not in my control?
Stay away from me, do not come near,
A thing I have learned: I have drunk the foul.
Yes, yes, no, yes, yes,
Yes, I have drunk the wine.

My lips beheld the goblet,
None saw the shattered pieces of the heart.
Did I drink? All the wounded asked.
I laughed and gave the answer: I have drunk.
Yes, I have drunk the wine,
Not a little, but beyond measure, I have drained it.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, I have drunk the wine.
Yes, yes.