partatv jo jaane, pandit hu na gyaan ka
hari naam bolu, kuchh na hu jaanta
kuchh na hu jaanta
manav re deh ko, mano mans gathriya
manav re mano mans gathriya
chadhi charm ki kori chunariya
usme baithi kaam gujariya
manav re mano mans gathriya

nav maas to kokh rahe jo aa
nav dwaran ke tan me pale jo
bhatke bhu par ye nar rup me
gambhir murakh saubhagy maane
manav re mano mans gathriya
deh ko mano mans gathriya

dole jab tak saanso ka bole mmkara
jaise band hua ki maran sanskara
mitti mile wo mar ke gale wo
fir bhi deh se maya moh kyu re
manav re mano mans gathriya
deh ko mano mans gathriya
chadhi charm ki kori chunariya
usme baithi kaam gujariya
manav re mano mans gathriya

The ultimate Truth, a scholar's grasp, I claim not,
Only Hari's name on my lips, nothing else I know.
Nothing else I know.

O mortal, this form, a mere bundle of flesh, consider it so,
O mortal, consider it a bundle of flesh,
Adorned with a veil of skin, so pure,
Within it, desires, like a woman reside.
O mortal, consider it a bundle of flesh.

Nine months it dwelt, within the womb's embrace,
Nine gateways it knew, in this body's place,
It wanders this earth, in human guise,
Yet a fool, profound, deems it fortune's prize.
O mortal, consider it a bundle of flesh,
This form, a mere bundle of flesh.

While breath dances, a song it sings,
When the breath stills, death's ritual rings.
Dust it becomes, mingling with the earth below,
Then why this illusion, this clinging to the flesh, oh?
O mortal, consider it a bundle of flesh,
This form, a mere bundle of flesh.
Adorned with a veil of skin, so pure,
Within it, desires, like a woman reside.
O mortal, consider it a bundle of flesh.