pyasi hai mamta meri
aaja re dhire dhire aaja re
haule haule aaja re
pyasi hai mamta meri
aaja re dhire dhire aaja re
haule haule aaja re

mai isi aas pe jiti hu
ke tu aayega
mai isi aas pe jiti hu
ke tu aayega
kah ke maa mere kaleje se
lipat jayega
dekhu mai raah teri aaja re
dhire dhire aaja re
haule haule aaja re
pyasi hai mamta meri
aaja re dhire dhire aaja re
haule haule aaja re

My motherhood, a thirst it knows,
Come, oh come, with gentle ease,
Come to me, on whispering breeze.
My motherhood, a thirst it knows,
Come, oh come, with gentle ease,
Come to me, on whispering breeze.

Upon this hope, my life I weave,
That you will come, my heart believe.
Upon this hope, my life I weave,
That you will come, my heart believe.
And call me "Mother," close and dear,
And cling to me, and banish fear.
I watch the path, I wait for thee,
Come, oh come, with gentle ease,
Come to me, on whispering breeze.
My motherhood, a thirst it knows,
Come, oh come, with gentle ease,
Come to me, on whispering breeze.