raina
tera sath mil gaya to
kya se kya ho gaya

tere rang me rang gaya ae
man ye mera maahiya
tera sath mil gaya to
kya se kya ho gaya
tere rang me rang gaya ae
man ye mera maahiya
tu hi sajda, tu ibadat
tu khuda haye ban gaya
mastmaula man mera, mastmaula man mera
mastmaula man mera, mastmaula
mastmaula man mera, mastmaula man mera
mastmaula man mera, mastmaula

main chalu ya ladkhadu
sab teri rahmate
teri dhun me gungunau
ishq ki aayate
main chalu ya ladkhadu
sab teri rahmate
teri dhun me gungunau
ishq ki aayate
tu hi kashti, tu bhanwar hai
ya khuda bhi tu piya
mastmaula man mera, mastmaula man mera
mastmaula man mera, mastmaula
mastmaula man mera, mastmaula man mera
mastmaula man mera, mastmaula

jog hai ya rog koi
jane kya kya jag kahe
naina tum sang lad gaye to
tere pichhe chal diye
jog hai ya rog koi
jane kya kya jag kahe
naina tum sang lad gaye to
tere pichhe chal diye
aa bhi ja meri saanse
maange mujhse alvida
mastmaula man mera, mastmaula man mera
mastmaula man mera, mastmaula
mastmaula maula man mera
mastmaula maula man mera
mastmaula maula man mera, mastmaula
mastmaula maula man mera
mastmaula maula man mera
mastmaula maula man mera, mastmaula
mastmaula maula man mera
mastmaula maula man mera
mastmaula maula man mera, mastmaula

The night of your presence, and all was transformed,
My heart, now painted, in hues you have warmed.
The night of your presence, and all was reborn,
My heart, now painted, with colors of morn.

You are the prayer, the devotion, the God I embrace,
My soul, wild and free, in this infinite space.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.

Whether I stumble or rise, your grace is the guide,
In your melody's echo, love's verses reside.
Whether I stumble or rise, your grace is the guide,
In your melody's echo, love's verses reside.
You are the vessel, the tempest, my God, and my love.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.

A hermit's life, a sickness, the world's harsh decree,
My eyes, entwined with yours, now follow you free.
A hermit's life, a sickness, the world's harsh decree,
My eyes, entwined with yours, now follow you free.
Come, for my breath begs to bid you goodbye.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.
My soul, wild and free, my soul.