yun nikali thi jal dhara
shivji ki jatao se
jis tarha gire moti
sawan ki gatao se
sukhe huye jeevan me
khushyon ki bahar aai
insan ke kaano me murli ki pukar aai

yah kisne
yah kisne bajai murli duniya nach uthi
yah kisne bajai murli duniya nach uthi
duniya nach uthi duniya nach uthi
sona ban gai dharti sari
nach uthi bagiya phulwari
nach uthi bagiya phulwari
bhawnre nache kaliyan nache
bhawnre nache kaliyan nache
geet ban gai duniya daari
geet ban gai duniya daari
yah kisne bajai murli

From Shiva's coiled locks, a stream unfurled,
Like pearls cascading from a summer world.
Into parched lives, a verdant joy did bloom,
A flute's sweet call, dispelling all the gloom.

Who played this flute? The world began to sway,
The world, it danced, and danced without delay.
The world, it danced, a gilded, vibrant scene,
The earth transformed, a golden, radiant sheen.
Gardens danced, and blossoms took their flight,
Bees in revelry, bathed in the light.
The world became a song, a vibrant art,
Who played this flute, and stole away my heart?