sutta aye sutta aye mare dil mera
sutta aye sutta aye mare dil mera
sutta aye sutta aye mare dil mera
sutta aye sutta aye mare dil mera
sine nu chir waliya, dil na tu chir we
sine wich gad de khamba gadna na teer
sine nu chir waliya, dil na tu chir we
sine wich gad de khamba gadna na teer
out of control ghumade palle peh gai mushkil
palle peh gai mushkil tota rah gaya
tota hi rah gaya hai ji, tota hi rah gaya hai ji
tota hi rah gaya hai ji, tota hi rah gaya hai ji
sutta aye sutta aye mare dil mera
sutta aye sutta aye mare dil mera

aankh khuli to bhang ke nase me duniya talli walli
aankh khuli to bhang ke nase me duniya talli walli
are chidiya sare dane chug gai hath me rah gai pali
out of control ghumade palle peh gai muskil
palle peh gai mushkil tota rah gaya
tota hi rah gaya hai ji, tota hi rah gaya hai ji
tota hi rah gaya hai ji, tota hi rah gaya hai ji
sutta aye sutta aye mare dil mera
sutta aye sutta aye mare dil mera

rat ishk ne sir pe mere rakha chameli ka tel
are rat ishk ne sir pe mere rakha chameli ka tel
nak ki sidh pe aise daudu jaise kolhu ka bail
out of control ghumade palle peh gai mushkil
palle peh gai mushkil tota rah gaya
tota hi rah gaya hai ji, tota hi rah gaya hai ji
tota hi rah gaya hai ji, tota hi rah gaya hai ji
sutta aye sutta aye mare dil mera
sutta aye sutta aye mare dil mera

The smoke, it comes, the smoke, it comes, it wounds my heart,
The smoke, it comes, the smoke, it comes, it wounds my heart.
The smoke, it comes, the smoke, it comes, it wounds my heart,
The smoke, it comes, the smoke, it comes, it wounds my heart.

You pierce the chest, but spare the heart, I plead,
Plant a pillar deep, not an arrow's seed.
You pierce the chest, but spare the heart, I plead,
Plant a pillar deep, not an arrow's seed.

Out of control, you spin me round and round, a plight,
A hollow shell remains, consumed by night.
A hollow shell remains, a bitter, empty grace,
A hollow shell remains, in this desolate space.
The smoke, it comes, the smoke, it comes, it wounds my heart,
The smoke, it comes, the smoke, it comes, it wounds my heart.

When eyes awake, the world's in bhang's embrace,
When eyes awake, the world's in bhang's embrace,
The birds have feasted, leaving naught in this place.
Out of control, you spin me round and round, a plight,
A hollow shell remains, consumed by night.
A hollow shell remains, a bitter, empty grace,
A hollow shell remains, in this desolate space.
The smoke, it comes, the smoke, it comes, it wounds my heart,
The smoke, it comes, the smoke, it comes, it wounds my heart.

The night of love, it oils my brow with jasmine's scent,
The night of love, it oils my brow with jasmine's scent,
I run in blind pursuit, a bull, content.
Out of control, you spin me round and round, a plight,
A hollow shell remains, consumed by night.
A hollow shell remains, a bitter, empty grace,
A hollow shell remains, in this desolate space.
The smoke, it comes, the smoke, it comes, it wounds my heart,
The smoke, it comes, the smoke, it comes, it wounds my heart.