jam chalne ko hai
sab ehle najar bathe hai
aankhe churana na saaki
hum bhi idhar bathe hai
sathiya aisi pila de
hum ko divana bana de
hum nashe me chur ho kar
apne sare gham bhula de
sathiya aisi pila de

mai sharabi ho to kya hai
sari duniya ko nasha hai
aankho par parde pade hai
aankho par parde pade hai
isme kya meri khata hai
kyo mujhi se hai khafa tu
bas mujhe itna bata de
sathiya aisi pila de

mujhko begana samaj kar
ek divana samaj kar
kyo mujhe beaabru karte ho
pavana samaj kar
dard hai mere bhi dil me
dard hai mere bhi dil me
kuch to iski bhi dava de
sathiya aisi pila de

The chalice nears its dance,
All eyes await, a patient trance.
Don't turn your gaze, O Cupbearer,
For we too sit, within this sphere.

Friend, pour a draught of fire,
Ignite within, a mad desire.
Let us, in drunken haze,
Forget the sorrows of our days.
Friend, pour a draught, and so inspire.

A drunkard I may be, it's true,
But intoxication paints the view.
Blinds upon the eyes descend,
Upon the eyes, a world to bend.
What fault is mine, to face this hue?
Why from me, your wrath you strew?
Just tell me this, and then concede,
Friend, pour a draught, to plant the seed.

As stranger, treat me not,
Or fool, misunderstood and caught.
Why shame me so, with whispers borne?
As breath of wind, through sorrow torn.
In my heart, the wounds still bleed,
In my heart, a desperate need.
Some balm, some solace, I implore,
Friend, pour a draught, and still the core.