saaqi ki har nigaah pe balkha ke pee gaya
laharon se khelta hua lahra ke pee gaya
saaqi ki har nigaah pe
zaahid ye meri sokhi rinda na dekhna
rinda na dekhna
rahmat ko baato baato mein bahla ke pee gaya
rahmat ko baato baato mein

ae rahmat tmaam meri har khata maaf
meri har khata maaf
mein intihaan ae shok mein ghabra ke pee gaya
mein intihaan ae shok mein
sar masti ae gajal mujhe jab yaad aa gayi
jab yaad aa gayi
duniya ae aitbaar ko thukra ke pee gaya
saaqi ki har nigaah pe balkha ke pee gaya
saaqi ki har nigaah pe

At each glance of the cupbearer, I swayed, I drank,
Playing with the waves, I danced and sank.
At each glance of the cupbearer.

Oh, pious one, do not judge this revelry, this release,
Do not see the freedom I embrace, the inner peace.
With honeyed words, I coaxed grace to my side,
Coaxed grace to stay, where my spirit could confide.

Oh, Mercy, encompassing all, forgive each sin of mine,
Forgive each fault that stains this fragile shrine.
In the throes of longing, I, breathless, drank deep,
In the depth of longing, where secrets sleep.

When the fervor of song surged within my breast,
When the memory of music became my quest,
I turned from the world, its fleeting trust, its claim,
I cast it aside and drank, consumed by flame.
At each glance of the cupbearer, I swayed, I drank,
At each glance of the cupbearer.