har hasin chij ka, main talabagar hu
har hasin chij ka, main talabagar hu
ras ka, fulon ka, giton ka bimar hu
ras ka, fulon ka, giton ka bimar hu
har hasin chij ka, main talabagar hu

sara ganw muze rasiya kahe, sara ganw muze rasiya kahe
jo bhi dekhe man basiya kahe, hay re jo bho jo bhi dekhe man basiya kahe
sab ki najaron ka yek main hi didar hu
ras ka, fulon ka, giton ka bimar hu
har hasin chij ka, main talabagar hu

koi kahe bhanwara muze, koi diwana
bhed mere man ka magar, kisi ne na jana
koi kahe bhanwara muze, koi diwana
bhed mere man ka magar, kisi ne na jana
rona maine kabhi sikha nahi, rona maine kabhi sikha nahi
chakha jiwan mein fal tikha nahi
haay re haay chakha jiwan mein fal tikha nahi
mai to har mol dene ko taiyar hu
ras ka, fulon fulon ka, giton giton ka bimar hu
har hasin chij ka, main talabagar hu
ras ka, fulon ka, giton ka bimar hu
har hasin chij ka, main talabagar hu

I crave all beauty, a hungry heart,
A thirst for nectar, for blossoms, a soul's art.
I crave all beauty, a hungry heart.

The village calls me "Rasiya," a lover of grace,
All who see me, "Manbasiya," in my embrace.
In every eye, I am the sight they impart,
A thirst for nectar, for blossoms, a soul's art.
I crave all beauty, a hungry heart.

Some call me "Bhanvra," a bumblebee in flight,
Some, a mad one, lost in the day and night.
The secrets of my soul, none have known,
Some call me "Bhanvra," a bumblebee alone.
Never did I learn the language of tears,
Never tasted a fruit that brought me fears.
I am ready to pay any price,
A thirst for nectar, for blossoms, a soul's device.
I crave all beauty, a hungry heart,
A thirst for nectar, for blossoms, a soul's art.
I crave all beauty, a hungry heart.