hari om ka katha arambh ho
to baitho mere jajman
ek sudama bhakt the duje karishan bhagwan
suno khol kar kaan

mere swami bhukha marna kya
mere swami bhukha marna kya
jab krishan se sathi hai tere
chhup chhup aahe bharna kya
mere swami bhukha marna kya
mere swami bhukha marna kya

ruk ja o janewali ruk ja
mai to raahi teri manjil ka
dekh na tu fate hue kapde
aadmi bura nahi mai dil ka
aadmi bura nahi mai dil ka

khoya khoya chand khula aasman
aankho me sari raat jayegi
aankho me sari raat jayegi
bakri bhi has kar boli
tujhko bhi kaise nind aayegi
tujhko bhi kaise nind aayegi

mujhe tum se kuch bhi na chahiye
mujhe mere haal pe chhod do
mujhe mere haal pe chhod do
mujhe tum se kuch bhi na chahiye

aawaz de kaha hai aawaz de kaha hai
aawaz de kaha hai

From the Om's first breath, a tale unfolds,
So sit, dear friend, and heed my words.
A devotee named Sudama, and Krishna, a god of old,
Listen closely, let your spirit be stirred.

My master, why hunger's bitter sting?
My master, why this empty ache?
With Krishna as your constant wing,
Why whisper sighs, your heart to break?
My master, why hunger's bitter sting?
My master, why this empty ache?

Wait, oh traveler, wait a while,
I am the path to your destined shore.
Do not judge by tattered style,
My heart is true, forevermore.
My heart is true, forevermore.

Lost moon in skies so wide,
The night will fill your weary eyes,
The night will fill your weary eyes,
The goat, with laughter, did confide,
"How can you sleep beneath these skies?"
"How can you sleep beneath these skies?"

I ask for nothing from your hand,
Leave me now to find my way.
Leave me now to understand,
I ask for nothing from your land.
Call out, where are you? Call out, where are you?
Call out, where are you?