o meri rani hosh me aa
ho gaya tujhko bahut nasha
so gaye sab apne ghar jake
tu bhi ghar chal aur so ja
o meri rani hosh me aa
hosh me hu dekh jara
chadha nahi hai abhi nasha
ghar jakar sojaugi main
pahle thodi aur pila
o meri rani hosh me aa

shok bura hai pine ka
dhang nahi hai jine ka
shok bura hai pine ka
dhang nahi hai jine ka
jina hai daru pina chhod
daru ki botal se rishta tod
dub gaya jo is botal me
fir na uska pata chala
o meri rani hosh me aa
ho gaya tujhko bahut nasha
so gaye sab apne ghar jake
tu bhi ghar chal aur so ja
o meri rani hosh me aa

ise pine me maza hai kya
hay re tujhko nahi pata
ise pine me maza hai kya
hay re tujhko nahi pata
jalim tu bhi pi le thodi si
behoshi me ji le thodi si
itni buri nahi hai daru
jitna hai insan bura
o meri rani hosh me aa
ho gaya tujhko bahut nasha
so gaye sab apne ghar jake
tu bhi ghar chal aur so ja
o meri rani hosh me aa
o meri rani hosh me aa
ho gaya tujhko bahut nasha
o meri rani hosh me aa
ho gaya tujhko bahut nasha
o meri rani hosh me aa
ho gaya tujhko bahut nasha

My queen, awaken, come to your senses,
Drunk you are, beyond all defenses.
All have gone home, to slumber's embrace,
Come, to your home, find your own space.
My queen, awaken, come to your senses.
Senses I have, see, I am here,
The drink's hold, it does not yet appear.
Home I will go, and soon will sleep,
But, one more sip, before I leap.
My queen, awaken, come to your senses.

Sorrow it brings, this drink you crave,
Not this the way, life you should save.
Sorrow it brings, this drink you crave,
Not this the way, your life to save.
Live you must, and the drink forsake,
From the bottle, your ties must break.
Drown in its depths, where shadows loom,
And lost you are, consumed by the tomb.
My queen, awaken, come to your senses,
Drunk you are, beyond all defenses.
All have gone home, to slumber's embrace,
Come, to your home, find your own space.
My queen, awaken, come to your senses.

What joy resides, in this pouring tide?
Alas, you know not, where secrets hide.
What joy resides, in this pouring tide?
Alas, you know not, where secrets hide.
Sip, cruel one, a measure take,
In oblivion's arms, a moment make.
Not so vile, is this drink's dark art,
Compared to man, and his broken heart.
My queen, awaken, come to your senses,
Drunk you are, beyond all defenses.
All have gone home, to slumber's embrace,
Come, to your home, find your own space.
My queen, awaken, come to your senses.
My queen, awaken, come to your senses,
Drunk you are, beyond all defenses.
My queen, awaken, come to your senses,
Drunk you are, beyond all defenses.
My queen, awaken, come to your senses,
Drunk you are, beyond all defenses.