umraan de sarwar sawa de pani
geeta weh chunj bhari
geeta weh chunj bhari
bharke na rayne peeda de chanan
khawa de haans sari
geeta weh chunj bhari

geeta de umraa de sarwar chhaliye
palchin pal suk jande
sawa de pani pile le re adaya
bhar jaye aaya mit jande
bharke na sanu de weh ulambhana
bharke na roj kari
geeta weh chunj bhari

howa de hans chunide weh moti
dil marda ta gande
eh birhu rut hanju chugde
chugde te ud jande
aise ude mar udari
mudna aawan ghari
geeta weh chunj bhari

geeta de chunj bhare ta mai teri
soni chunj madawa
mai chandri teri bhardi ti va
naal kiwe parchawa
hadayi weh na tu birhaya
mere mang mari
geeta weh chunj bhari
umraan de sarwar sawa de pani
geeta weh chunj bhari
geeta weh chunj bhari

From the spring of life, verdant and deep,
Quench your thirst, O songbird, drink and weep.
Drink your fill.
Drink your fill.
Do not burden with pain's lament,
Like a swan on the winds, so swift, so sent.
Drink your fill.

From the spring of life, the verdant pool,
Moments wither, frail and cruel.
Drink the waters, green and deep,
As shadows fade and secrets sleep.
Do not burden us with blame,
Do not daily speak the same.
Drink your fill.

The chosen swan, with pearls of grace,
When the heart desires, finds its place.
This season of separation gathers tears,
Gathers and flies, dispelling fears.
Soaring high, they take their flight,
Never to return to fading light.
Drink your fill.

Songbird, your thirst, I'll always heed,
My song, a mirror for your seed.
I, a shadow, at your side,
How can I be your guiding tide?
Do not deny me, in love's pain,
Do not die for me again.
Drink your fill.
From the spring of life, verdant and deep,
Quench your thirst, O songbird, drink and weep.
Drink your fill.
Drink your fill.