mani na tu ikna di kari kare all di
te chuk na slib kise oupr giyan di
tu pani ban mari sha tanu babe di sala
ann piche rah ke adna ki pana
lung jande ne khane ch
tu nahana nhi meri ganga ch
tu nahana nhi meri jumna ch
tu nahana nhi meri ganga ch
tu nahana nhi meri jumna ch

matha asman khula par tare punje te
kon kare laud tera rom rom chume teri
rah daria tere sare jung la o mummy shar
di c akhdi ik lubhi tu kar bejaya di

tu nahana nhi meri ganga ch
tu nahana nhi meri jumna ch
tu nahana nhi meri ganga ch
tu nahana nhi meri jumna ch

tere to ann vich la
kal jad bahv rangi
dabha ea simat thale
sat youg onu kadi haat la mithi sare mali
hove jad nakhriye sar ke sova
khandi na rabbi na sha apni ch chuva
tu devi hoka jisatok ta
te pg da na sajre hon da
na vaki piche mord ke
la jana chal ne para rorke ke

tu nahana nhi meri ganga ch
tu nahana nhi meri jumna ch
tu nahana nhi meri ganga ch
tu nahana nhi meri jumna ch

Don't heed what they say, the heart's cruel decree,
Or carry the cross of borrowed knowing.
You are the water, heed the Master's plea.
What gain in lingering, in trailing, in showing?
The moments slip by.

You cannot bathe within my Ganges' flow,
Nor in my Yamuna’s embrace.
You cannot bathe within my Ganges' flow,
Nor in my Yamuna's space.

The sky opens wide above your brow, feet rooted,
Who will caress you, worship every pore?
The paths are oceans, all battles fought, oh mother,
The city's eye, you make the false adore.

You cannot bathe within my Ganges' flow,
Nor in my Yamuna’s embrace.
You cannot bathe within my Ganges' flow,
Nor in my Yamuna's space.

In your eyes, the light.
Tomorrow's roots, the colored stream.
The world descends, a sweet, encompassing dream,
When the proud head bows, and sleeps.
Don't break the thread, the self-wrought pain.
You are the goddess, be at peace,
And the fresh scent of your feet.
Do not turn back.
The shadows will roar.

You cannot bathe within my Ganges' flow,
Nor in my Yamuna’s embrace.
You cannot bathe within my Ganges' flow,
Nor in my Yamuna's space.