har premi yaha papihe ki takdir liye aata hai
o piya piya ratata rehta hai
piya milan ko tarsaata hai

koi bata de jatan, kaise ho piya milan
koi bata de jatan, kaise ho piya milan
pyaas liye marta hain kyun
pyaasa hi jeeye jaata hai
o piya piya ratta rehta hai
piya milan ko tarsaata hai

bichhad ke dekhe premi milne se pehle
kumhlaai kaliyan khilne se pehle
kuch kah na sake, kuch sun na sake
sil diye honth haay hilne se pehle
sil diye honth haay hilne se pehle

o dur na ja piya, dur na ja
yahi bebas man gaata hai
o piya piya ratta rehta hai
piya milan ko tarsaata hai

Each lover arrives, a cuckoo's fate entwined,
Repeating "Beloved, Beloved," mind confined.
Yearning for union, a heart that sighs,
Seeking the Beloved in tear-filled eyes.

Tell me the path, how to meet my Love,
Tell me the path, sent from the sky above.
Why must thirst consume, a dying plea?
Why live thirsty, for all eternity?
Repeating "Beloved, Beloved," mind confined.
Yearning for union, a heart that sighs.

Lovers adrift, before reunion's grace,
Wilted buds before they embrace.
Words unspoken, unheard in the breeze,
Lips are sewn shut, before they appease.
Lips are sewn shut, before they appease.

Oh, don't depart, Beloved, don't stray,
This helpless soul, its sorrow to play.
Repeating "Beloved, Beloved," mind confined.
Yearning for union, a heart that sighs.