nada ki dosti ji ki jalan, jane na balma prit ki agan
nada ki dosti ji ki jalan, jane na balma prit ki agan
nada ki dosti ji ki jalan, jane na balma prit ki agan

tir laga aisa ki chain nahi aaye, chain nahi aaye
bar bar tadpu jiya til milaye, jiya til milaye
karde na bawri ye mithi chubhan, jane na balma prit ki agan
nada ki dosti ji ki jalan, jane na balma prit ki agan

pagla na samjhe nigaho ki boliya, nigaho ki boliya
kaise bharenge murado ki jholiya, murado ki jholiya
har gayi saiya mai kar ke jatan, jane na balma prit ki agan
nada ki dosti ji ki jalan, jane na balma prit ki agan

chaila ne dala hai batiyo se jadu, batiyo se jadu
phir bhi samjhata hai apne ko sadhu, apne ko sadhu
kitna hai sidha ye baka sajan, jane na balma prit ki agan
nada ki dosti ji ki jalan, jane na balma prit ki agan
nada ki dosti ji ki jalan, jane na balma prit ki agan

The fool's embrace, a burning in the soul,
My love oblivious to passion's toll.
The fool's embrace, a burning in the soul,
My love oblivious to passion's toll.
The fool's embrace, a burning in the soul,
My love oblivious to passion's toll.

A piercing arrow, rest now cannot find,
Again and again, the heart entwined.
Again and again, the heart entwined.
Will this sweet sting drive me from my mind?
My love oblivious to passion's toll.
The fool's embrace, a burning in the soul,
My love oblivious to passion's toll.

He, the simple one, cannot read the eyes,
How my heart's longing in full measure lies.
How my heart's longing in full measure lies.
I, defeated, by all attempts, I try.
My love oblivious to passion's toll.
The fool's embrace, a burning in the soul,
My love oblivious to passion's toll.

The charmer weaves his spell with words of art,
Yet feigns a saintly, detached heart.
Yet feigns a saintly, detached heart.
How guileless is this captivating part?
My love oblivious to passion's toll.
The fool's embrace, a burning in the soul,
My love oblivious to passion's toll.
The fool's embrace, a burning in the soul,
My love oblivious to passion's toll.