maine pina sikh liya, maine pina sikh liya
maine pina sikh liya, maine pina sikh liya
paap kaho ya punya kaho
maine pina sikh liya, maine pina sikh liya

ek chhavi thi lakho me, aan basi inn aankho me
ek kali muskayi thi, man bhaure ko bhayi thi
ek din pyar ka phul khila, mere sur ko geet mila
kismat layi rang naye, sur chhute aur geet gaye
bich bhanvar tune chhoda, mere prem se munh moda
pyar pe aisa var kiya, uff jina, uff jina dushvar kiya
abb sharab ne sath diya toh, tujh bin jina sikh liya
maine pina sikh liya, maine pina sikh liya

log kahe kyon
log kahe kyon pite ho, man kahta kyon jite ho
jine ki koyi chah nahi, marne ki koyi raah nahi
jivan hai jab rog yaha, bolo iski dava kaha
pyar ke jam na pite ham, khokar hosh na pate gam
hamne manjil dhundhi thi, lekin kismat ruthi thi
raah me sathi hay
raah me sathi chhut gaya, thes lagi dil tut gaya
abb toh inhi nashe ke dhago, se dil sina sikh liya
maine pina sikh liya, maine pina sikh liya
paap kaho ya punya kaho
maine pina sikh liya, maine pina sikh liya

I have learned to drink.
I have learned to drink.
I have learned to drink.
I have learned to drink.
Call it sin, call it grace,
I have learned to drink.
I have learned to drink.

A vision bloomed in a million faces,
And found a home in these eyes' spaces.
A bud had smiled,
And the heart's bee was beguiled.
One day, love's flower did bloom,
My melody found a tune.
Fate brought forth a new hue,
Melodies faded, songs withdrew.
You abandoned me in the swirling tide,
Turned away from my love's stride.
You struck love such a blow,
Oh, to live, oh, to live, a hardship to know.
Now, if liquor is my companion true,
Without you, I've learned to live anew.
I have learned to drink.
I have learned to drink.

People ask, why,
People ask, why do you drink?
The heart asks, why do you even think?
No desire to live remains,
No path to death obtains.
When life itself is a malady,
Tell me, where's its remedy?
If love's cup we hadn't touched,
Losing sense, we wouldn't have clutched,
Grief's ache so much.
We sought a destination's embrace,
But destiny turned its face.
On the journey, companions, alas,

On the journey, the companion departed,
The heart was struck, and broken-hearted.
Now, with threads of this very haze,
My heart has learned to mend its ways.
I have learned to drink.
I have learned to drink.
Call it sin, call it grace,
I have learned to drink.
I have learned to drink.