peene ki tadap hai to piyo sokh se pio
par sart ye hai pike yaha hosh me raho
subhan alha
pina haram hai na pilana haram hai
pina haram na pilana haram hai
pine ke bad pyare
ladkhadana ladkhadana ladkhadana haram hai

pina haram hai na pilana haram hai
pina haram na pilana haram hai
pine ke bad pyare
ladkhadana bahak jana dagmagana haram hai
nasha nasha lal pani me dekha anokha
nasha lal pani me dekha anokha
pike do ghut gala ghot do gumo ka

ghot do gala pine ke bad najar khaye na dhokha
khul jaye bhed dost or dusmano ka
tu hi mera jigri yar hai mujhko
tujhse kitna pyar hai pyar ye dil ke aar par hai
dil tujhpe lattu aankh wahi hai nak vahi hai
bal vahi chal vahi hai ha tu natwar lal wahi hai
mere yar nattu nikhattu

masti hai jam hai
ha masti hai jam hai kitna aram hai
ha masti hai jam hai kitna aram hai
pine ke bad pyare fadfadana tilamilana
chatpatana haram hai
pina haram na pilana haram hai
pine ke bad pyare fadfadana fadfadana
ha fadfadana haram hai

pyare nattu abe hat ye kya badtamiji hai
wah mere natwar lala jiyo kah diya na ek bar mai
natwar lal nahi hu mere nam chhadammil puchh lo lili se
lekin tumhari surat to bilkul natwar lal jaisi hai
kahi tum uske judwa bhai to nahi ho
nahi are bahut afsos hai maf kijiye

If thirst consumes, then drink with grace,
But know this truth, in this space,
Remain aware, with conscious gaze.
Subhan Allah.

To drink is not forbidden, nor to pour,
To drink is not forbidden, nor to pour,
But after the drink, my dear,
To stumble, to falter, is abhorred.

To drink is not forbidden, nor to pour,
To drink is not forbidden, nor to pour,
But after the drink, my dear,
To lose your way, to be swayed, to stagger, is a sore.

Intoxication, a crimson sea, a sight so strange,
Intoxication, a crimson sea, a sight so strange,
Drink deep, and drown your sorrows' range.

Drown them deep, that eyes may not deceive,
After the drink, the truth will perceive,
The friend and foe, the heart will believe.
You are my dearest friend, I see,
How much I love you, eternally,
Love pierces the heart, for all to see.
The heart is yours, the eye the same,
The nose the same, your hair, your name,
You are the one, the same, the flame.
My friend, Nattu, the idler!

Joy is the cup,
Yes, joy is the cup, such sweet up.
Yes, joy is the cup, such sweet up.
But after the drink, my dear,
To flutter, to squirm, to thrash, is a slip.
To drink is not forbidden, nor to pour,
But after the drink, my dear,
To flutter, to flutter,
Yes, to flutter, is a tear.

My dear Nattu, get away, what impudence is this?
Wow, my Natwar Lala, live on, I said it once!
I am not Natwar Lal, my name is Chaddammilal, ask Lilli.
But your face is exactly like Natwar Lal's!
Are you perhaps his twin brother?
No, alas, I am so sorry, forgive me.