kaga kaga puchro to hamre angana
kaga puchro to hamre angana
itna mani ja kahna
kaga puchro to hamre angana
itna mani ja kahna

dudh bhat denge tumko
jaike bata do unko
are dudh bhat denge tumko
jaike bata do unko
mushkil me hai apna pyar
sajna hamar
kaga puchro to hamre angana
itna mani ja kahna

re badra rim jhim barse hai ankhiya
tana mare sab sakhiya
re badra rim jhim barse hai ankhiya
tana mare sab sakhiya
sawan na bhaye mujhko
jayike bata do unko
sawan na bhaye mujhko
jaike bata do unko
mushkil me hai apna pyar
sajna hamar
kaga puchro to hamre angana
itna mani ja kahna

re purwa jhir jhir bahte ho jis din
jalte rahte hai us din
re purwa jhir jhir bahte ho jis din
jalte rahte hai us din
man mora dhunde jinko
jahike bata do unko
man mora dhunde jinko
jahike bata do unko
mushkil me hai apna pyar
sajna hamar
kaga puchro tu hamre angana
itna mani ja kahna
dudh bhat denge tumko
jaike bata do unko
are dudh bhat denge tumko
jaike bata do unko
mushkil me hai apna pyar
sajna hamar
kaga puchro to hamre angana
itna mani ja kahna

O Beloved,
O Beloved,

Crow, crow, to my courtyard you must fly,
Crow, crow, to my courtyard you must fly,
And heed what I now cry,
Crow, crow, to my courtyard you must fly,
And heed what I now cry.

Milk and rice, I'll give to you,
If you tell him, it is true,
Oh, milk and rice, I'll give to you,
If you tell him, it is true,
My love is in a plight so deep,
My Beloved, while I weep.
Crow, crow, to my courtyard you must fly,
And heed what I now cry.

The rain falls, tears from my eyes,
The mocking whispers, a cruel guise,
The rain falls, tears from my eyes,
The mocking whispers, a cruel guise,
The monsoon's song, it brings no ease,
Tell him, if you please,
My love is in a plight so deep,
My Beloved, while I weep.
Crow, crow, to my courtyard you must fly,
And heed what I now cry.

The eastern breeze, it whispers low,
The days I burn, in sorrow's flow,
The eastern breeze, it whispers low,
The days I burn, in sorrow's flow,
My heart it seeks, the one I crave,
Tell him, the soul I save,
My heart it seeks, the one I crave,
Tell him, the soul I save,
My love is in a plight so deep,
My Beloved, while I weep.

Milk and rice, I'll give to you,
If you tell him, it is true,
Oh, milk and rice, I'll give to you,
If you tell him, it is true,
My love is in a plight so deep,
My Beloved, while I weep.
Crow, crow, to my courtyard you must fly,
And heed what I now cry.