suno sunau tumhe ek kahani
ek tha raja ek thi rani
unke ek tha kunwar latani
bhola bhaala magar ghumaani
bade chain se gujar rahi thi
tino ki jindgani re suno kahani

lekin ek saman samay na rahne paya
sukh ke baad hai dukh ki bari
uske baad hai chhay isi niyam anusar
un par sankat aaya bichhad gaye
raja aur rani apna laal gawaya
abhi abhi baat hai ye
mat samjho isr purani re suno kahani
suno sunau tumhe ek kahani
ek tha raja ek thi rani

jangal jangal fira kayi din tak
singhasan ka swami
aakhir apne pet ke khatir
karni padi gulaami
rani ka kuchh haal na puchho
jane antaryaami
suna hai wo bhi aaj dasi bankar
karti hai gulami
jab jab aati yaad ye baate
bhar bhar aata pani re suno kahani
suno sunau tumhe ek kahani
ek tha raja ek thi rani

bada kathin hota hai jag mein
chakkar bure dino ka
milne nahi deta hai bichhado ko
haye bhagy ka dhokha
paas paas hai raja rani
fir bhi kha rahe dhokha
na jane kab chandi mata
kab degi milan ka mauka
ab to hai bas unka bharisa
raksha kare bhawani re suno kahani

Listen, I shall tell a tale,
Of a king, and a queen so frail.
A prince they had, a gentle soul,
Naive, yet with a spirit whole.
Their lives flowed on, in gentle ease,
A triad bathed in sunlit breeze.

But time, alas, is never still,
Joy gives way to sorrow's chill.
Darkness follows light's embrace,
Misfortune fell, in time and space.
The king and queen, they lost their heir,
A wound that pierced the very air.
A recent grief, though it may seem old,
This tale unfolds, a story told.
Listen, I shall tell a tale,
Of a king, and a queen so frail.

Through forests deep, the king did roam,
Once master of his royal home.
To feed his hunger, fate's decree,
He bowed his head in slavery.
The queen's plight, who can define?
The unseen knows, the divine.
They say she serves, a maid enslaved,
Her dignity, cruelly depraved.
As memories flood, a tear descends,
This story ends, as sorrow lends.
Listen, I shall tell a tale,
Of a king, and a queen so frail.

The world's harsh wheel, a cruel design,
Turning on days of dark confine.
It keeps apart the ones who yearn,
A twist of fate, a lesson to learn.
The king and queen, so near, yet far,
Victims caught in fortune's scar.
When will the goddess, with grace so bright,
Grant them reunion, and fill them with light?
Their hope resides, in her divine hand,
May she protect, throughout the land.
Listen, I shall tell a tale,
Of a king, and a queen so frail.