kis karan jogan jog liya kis karan jogan jog liya
bhari jawani me ye kaisa rog liya kaisa rog liya
kis karan jogan jog liya kis karan jogan jog liya
bhari jawani me ye kaisa rog liya kaisa rog liya
kis karan jogan jog liya

kyu duniya se muh moda hai
kyu duniya se muh moda hai
kyu hara bhara jag choda hai
kya ankhiya jis sang lagi thi
us zalim ne dil toda hai dil toda hai
dil toda hai
kis karan ho kis karan jogan jog liya
bhari jawani me ye kaisa
rog liya kaisa rog liya kis karan jogan jog liya

kyu mati aang laga bethi kyu
mati aang laga bethi
kyu sune ban me aa bethi kyu
joban ke armano me aye
jogan aag laga baithi laga baithi laga baithi
kis karan ho kis karan kis karan
jogan jog liya bhari jawani me ye kaisa
rog liya kaisa rog liya kis karan jogan jog liya

jab jhum ke sawan aayega
jab jhum ke sawan aayega
jangal me dil ghabrayega
fir hath se mala chutegi
sab jog dhra reh jayega
reh jayega reh jayega
kis karan ho kis karan kis karan
jogan jog liya bhari jawani me ye kaisa
rog liya kaisa rog liya kis karan jogan jog liya

Why this path, this lonely walk, you tread?
Why this path, this lonely walk, you tread?
In youth's full bloom, a malady instead,
A malady instead, a malady instead.
Why this path, this lonely walk, you tread?

Why turn away from all the world's embrace?
Why turn away from all the world's embrace?
Why leave behind this vibrant, verdant space?
Did eyes once fixed, in love's deceiving place,
Break the heart, break the heart, break the heart?
Why this path, why this path, this lonely walk you tread?
In youth's full bloom, a malady instead,
A malady instead, why this path you tread?

Why clay upon your being do you wear?
Why clay upon your being do you wear?
Why in the silent forest, find your lair?
Upon the dreams of youth, oh, Jogin, there,
Set fire, set fire, set fire everywhere.
Why this path, why this path, why this path, you tread?
In youth's full bloom, a malady instead,
A malady instead, why this path you tread?

When monsoon's dance begins its joyful sway,
When monsoon's dance begins its joyful sway,
Your heart will tremble in the forest's way.
The rosary will fall, and slip away,
All vows of renunciation lost that day,
Lost that day, lost that day.
Why this path, why this path, why this path, you tread?
In youth's full bloom, a malady instead,
A malady instead, why this path you tread?