jogi jogan khadi tere dwar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar
aayi kar ke mai solah singar ho
aayi kar ke mai solah singar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar

chanda na mangu sitare na mangu
chanda na mangu sitare na mangu
duniya ki jhuthi bahare na mangu
duniya ki jhuthi bahare na mangu
mangu tera pyar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar
aayi kar ke mai solah singar ho
aayi kar ke mai solah singar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar

mausam suhana ye rut hai suhani
mausam suhana ye rut hai suhani
bhavre diwane hai kaliya diwani
bhavre diwane hai kaliya diwani
sun le jiya ki pukar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar
aayi kar ke mai solah singar ho
aayi kar ke mai solah singar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar

koi na samjhe pujaran ki boli
koi na samjhe pujaran ki boli
khali padi hai kali ki jholi
khali padi hai kali ki jholi
bhar de ise ek bar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar
aayi kar ke mai solah singar ho
aayi kar ke mai solah singar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar ho
jogi jogan khadi tere dwar

At your threshold, a mendicant soul,
At your threshold, the soul takes hold.
Adorned in sixteen graces I stroll,
Adorned in sixteen graces, my soul.
At your threshold, a mendicant soul,
At your threshold, the soul takes hold.

No moon I crave, nor stars I implore,
No moon I crave, nor stars anymore.
The world's false blooms, I can't adore,
The world's false blooms, I'll not explore.
I crave but your love, forevermore,
At your threshold, a mendicant soul,
At your threshold, the soul takes hold.
Adorned in sixteen graces I stroll,
Adorned in sixteen graces, my soul.
At your threshold, a mendicant soul,
At your threshold, the soul takes hold.

The season smiles, a joyous time,
The season smiles, a joyful rhyme.
Bees in madness, blossoms climb,
Bees in madness, in their prime.
Hear my heart's plea, so sublime,
At your threshold, a mendicant soul,
At your threshold, the soul takes hold.
Adorned in sixteen graces I stroll,
Adorned in sixteen graces, my soul.
At your threshold, a mendicant soul,
At your threshold, the soul takes hold.

None understand this devotee's tongue,
None understand the songs unsung.
Empty lies the bud, life's begun,
Empty lies the bud, life's spun.
Fill it once, let joy be sung,
At your threshold, a mendicant soul,
At your threshold, the soul takes hold.
Adorned in sixteen graces I stroll,
Adorned in sixteen graces, my soul.
At your threshold, a mendicant soul,
At your threshold, the soul takes hold.