apne man ko tu bas me kar le
apne man ko tu bas me kar le
tera jivan sanwar jayega
mohe ang laga le jogi
mora rang nikhar jayega
jaise koyal sawan me mor
badli me kiran
ye jivan ek ksauti hai
hai ye bhul koi parakh raha
har pal har chinh
jivan ka bharosa nahi
jivan ka bharosa nahi
aaj hai kal kidhar jayega
aaj hai kal kidhar jayega
mohe ang laga le jogi
mora rang nikhar jayega
mohe ang laga le re jogi
mora rang nikhar jayega

payal ki meri runjhun sunke
jivan me khile ek naya rang
gyani ka gyan dhyani ka dhyan
jogi ka jaap ho jaye bhang
jo nirakar ke rang me ranga
us pe na chadhe koi duja rang
bhaye na use sun matwali
kanchan ka mini madi tarang
jis tan pe guman kare
rakh ban bikhar jayega
rakh ban bikhar jayega
mohe ang laga le re jogi
mora rang nikhar jayega
mohe ang laga le re jogi
mora rang nikhar jayega

aayi kar solah singar
ye to char dino ki hai maya
kundan sa badan ye adhar laal
ye to haad maas ki hai kaya
mujhsa sundar koi aur nahi
hai jisne tujhe banaya
wo dur hai main hu pass tere
wo mujh me sada samaya

main phul hu ban ja bhanwara
ras ka lobhi nahi man mera
masti ka rang hai mujh me dekh
nahi mujhpe chadega rang tera
chun le mere tan man ka moti
tujh me to jhuthi jyoti hai
phir kya rahna hai jag me
anmol umar kyu khoti hai
anmol umar kyu khoti hai
meri preet ko na thukra jogi
aaveg hai ye koi preet nahi
man ye tadapta jata hai
apne man ko tu bas me kar le
tera jivan sanwar jayega
tera jivan sanwar jayega
tera jivan sanwar jayega

Tame the wildness of your heart,
Tame the wildness of your heart,
And your life will find its art.
Embrace me, O Yogi, draw me near,
And my spirit will bloom, banish fear.

Like a koel in monsoon's embrace,
Like sunlight piercing cloud and space,
This life, a test, a trial's grace,
A fleeting moment, time and place.
Each breath, each sign, a whisper low,
Life's fleeting promise, ebb and flow,
Life's fleeting promise, do you know?
Here today, where will it go?
Embrace me, O Yogi, draw me near,
And my spirit will bloom, banish fear.
Embrace me, O Yogi, draw me near,
And my spirit will bloom, banish fear.

Hearing my anklets' sweet cascade,
New hues will in your life pervade.
The wise, their wisdom's fading shade,
The meditative, their thoughts betrayed.
He who in formless colors dwells,
No other hue his spirit compels.
No siren's song his heart enthralls,
No golden waves, no pleasure calls.
The body's pride, the fleeting form,
Will turn to dust, a fading storm,
Will turn to dust, a fading storm.
Embrace me, O Yogi, draw me near,
And my spirit will bloom, banish fear.
Embrace me, O Yogi, draw me near,
And my spirit will bloom, banish fear.

I adorn myself with finery's gleam,
For four short days, a fleeting dream.
This body, gold, with lips so red,
Is but flesh and bone, soon to be dead.
None more beautiful, you proclaim,
Than she who gave you life and name.
He dwells afar, yet near you too,
Forever merged, in all I do.

I am the flower, you the bee,
My heart seeks not what pleasures be.
In ecstasy's hue, my spirit lies,
No earthly color can arise.
Choose now the pearl, my soul's embrace,
Within you, only shadows trace.
Why linger then in this fleeting stage?
Why waste your life, on an empty cage?
Why waste your life, on an empty cage?
Reject not my love, O Yogi dear,
This is not mere lust, or fleeting cheer,
My heart aches and yearns.
Tame the wildness of your heart,
And your life will find its art.
And your life will find its art.
And your life will find its art.