rel me jiyaa moraa sananaa-naa hoye re
rel me jiyaa moraa sananaa-naa hoye re

rel me baithe naino ke maare
rel me baithe naino ke maare
rel me haay maaraa haay maaraa hoye re
rel me jiyaa moraa sananaa-naa hoye re

rel me baithe log khilaadi
rel me tiggaa chaukaa pajaa chhakkaa hoye re
rel me jiyaa moraa sananaa-naa hoye re

rel me baithe log panjaabi
rel me baithe log panjaabi
rel me hallaa gullaa hallaa gullaa hoye re
rel me jiyaa moraa sananaa-naa hoye re

rel me baithe banaarasi chaube
rel me baithe banaarasi chaube
rel me puri halavaa puri halavaa hoye re
rel me jiyaa moraa sananaa-naa hoye re

rel me baithe log bangaali
rel me baithe log bangaali
rel me rasagullaa rasagullaa hoye re
rel me jiyaa moraa sananaa-naa hoye re

My soul, it trembles on the train, oh, ho!
My soul, it trembles on the train, oh, ho!

Upon the train, eyes wounded, sit and stare,
Upon the train, eyes wounded, caught in snare,
The train, alas, has wounded, wounded, oh, ho!
My soul, it trembles on the train, oh, ho!

Upon the train, the players gather near,
Upon the train, their games begin to appear,
The train, with fours and sixes, takes its toll, oh, ho!
My soul, it trembles on the train, oh, ho!

Upon the train, the Punjabis sing and sway,
Upon the train, their joyful voices play,
The train, with shouts and laughter, takes its toll, oh, ho!
My soul, it trembles on the train, oh, ho!

Upon the train, the Brahmins from the holy shore,
Upon the train, the feast will never bore,
The train, with sweets and savories, takes its toll, oh, ho!
My soul, it trembles on the train, oh, ho!

Upon the train, the Bengalis, light of glee,
Upon the train, their sweet delight we see,
The train, with sweets and nectar, takes its toll, oh, ho!
My soul, it trembles on the train, oh, ho!