har adaa ka miyaab dekhi hain
gardisho ka jaawab dekhi hain
hum ne kal raat maikade mein na pee
baate karti sharaab dekhi hain

saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein
saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein
ek chaand dekhata hoon main aksar sharaab mein
saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein

teri khushi ke vaaste hum le teri kasam
teri khushi ke vaaste hum le teri kasam
khoone jigar milaya hain aksar sharab me
saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein

hum dar gaye ke saap hain paimaana rakh diya
hum dar gaye ke saap hain paimaana rakh diya
zulfon ka tere aksh samajh kar sharaab mein
saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein

nazare jama ke dekha to mehsus ye huaa
nazare jama ke dekha to mehsus ye huaa
woh aa gaye hain bhes badalke sharaab mein
saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein

mar jaaye maikade me to royega maikada
mar jaaye maikade me to royega maikada
saqi peela de zeher mila ker sharaab mein
saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein

saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein
ek chaand dekhata hoon main aksar sharaab mein
saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein
saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein
saqi teri nazar hai ki khanjar sharaab mein

I've witnessed the allure of every gesture,
the turning of fate's relentless measure.
Last night, I abstained, untouched, in the tavern,
yet the very wine, it spoke its pleasure.

O, cupbearer, your gaze, a dagger in the wine,
a moon I often see, in the liquid shine.
O, cupbearer, your gaze, a dagger in the wine.

For your joy, I swear, I make this vow,
for your joy, I swear, I make this vow,
I've mingled the blood of my heart, somehow,
in the wine's deep flow.
O, cupbearer, your gaze, a dagger in the wine.

Fearing a serpent, I set down the glass,
fearing a serpent, I set down the glass,
mistaking your tresses, their mirrored mass,
in the wine's passing.
O, cupbearer, your gaze, a dagger in the wine.

Fixing my gaze, a truth I now perceive,
Fixing my gaze, a truth I now perceive,
that She has come, in the guise I believe,
now dwelling in the wine.
O, cupbearer, your gaze, a dagger in the wine.

Should I die in this tavern, the tavern will weep,
Should I die in this tavern, the tavern will weep,
cupbearer, serve me poison, in secrets keep,
with the wine's deep sleep.
O, cupbearer, your gaze, a dagger in the wine.

O, cupbearer, your gaze, a dagger in the wine,
a moon I often see, in the liquid shine.
O, cupbearer, your gaze, a dagger in the wine.
O, cupbearer, your gaze, a dagger in the wine.
O, cupbearer, your gaze, a dagger in the wine.