shrap du tujhko vidhata hoy dukhiya mai kahu
ye likha kya bhag me birha aag me birhan rahu

kathin birha ki peed vidhata
kathin birha ki peed vidhata
moh se sahi na jaye hai
main maru ye katari ho
main maru ye katari
haye karu kya aisi man me aawe hai
main maru ye katari

kaun paap main kiya nath jo triya zun banai ji
kaun paap main kiya nath jo triya zun banai ji
tarah tarah ki ang ang me trishna ajab lagai ji
ek to birah satave bairi
ek to birah satave duje pii bisrai ji
tije is sutan ke karan kawari rahi na bayahi ji
ujad gayi meri prit ki bagiya
ujad gayi meri prit ki bagiya
akhiya bhar bhar aawe hai
main maru ye katari ho
main maru ye katari
haye karu kya aisi man me aawe hai
main maru ye katari

Curse you, Maker, in my suffering, I cry,
What fate is etched, that in separation's fire I lie?
This ache of parting, Lord, a cruel decree,
This ache of parting, Lord, unbearable to me.
Love's bonds unravel, I can bear it no more,
I yearn to strike this blade, to settle the score,
What can I do, as these thoughts consume my core?
I yearn to strike this blade, forevermore.

What sin did I commit, O Lord, to be a woman born?
What sin did I commit, a woman, so forlorn?
In every limb, a thirst of a different kind,
One, the separation, a foe of the mind,
Another, my beloved, forgets the love's bind,
A third, the rival, leaves marriage behind,
My garden of love, now desolate and bare,
My garden of love, a landscape of despair,
My eyes overflow with tears, a constant flow,
I yearn to strike this blade, to end the woe,
What can I do, as these thoughts consume my core?
I yearn to strike this blade, forevermore.