ye jag hai paradesh bande
ye jag hai paradesh
jaana hai piya ke desh bande
ye jag hai paradesh

jhooti hai is jag kee maaya
jhooti hai is jag kee maaya
teri kaaya baadal hai chhaaya
teri kaaya baadal hai chhaaya
kaal tera chhu ke umariya haay
kaal tera chhu ke umariya
barasa go ka khel bande
ye jag hai paradesh
jaana hai piya ke desh bande
ye jag hai paradesh

teri nagari chor kee nagari
kapat bharee haay nagari nagari
sar pe gathadi laadhe laadhe
sar pe gathadi laadhe laadhe
pake hai tere gel bande
ye jag hai paradesh
jaana hai piya ke desh bande
ye jag hai paradesh

tooti daal pe too hai baitha
tooti daal pe too hai baitha
bhavasaagar mein aitha aitha
bhavasaagar mein aitha aitha
sun koee door kinaare se hai
sun koee door kinaare se hai
bhaag raha sandesh bande
ye jag hai paradesh
jaana hai piya ke desh bande
ye jag hai paradesh

This world, a foreign land, my soul,
a foreign land it seems.
To the Beloved's realm you must stroll,
a foreign land it deems.

False is the world's alluring gleam,
false, the world's false gleam.
Your form, a fleeting cloud, a dream,
your form, a fading dream.
Time's touch, it steals your youthful prime,
time's touch, a fleeting chime,
a child's game, a moment in time,
a foreign land, this climb.

Your city, a thief's deceitful hold,
deceitful, a thief's hold.
A burden you bear, stories untold,
a burden, stories told.
Rushing towards your destined goal,
a foreign land, your role.
To the Beloved's realm, your soul.
a foreign land, your soul.

Upon a broken branch you reside,
broken, you reside.
In the ocean of existence, you hide,
in oceans, you hide.
A voice, from distant shores, does call,
a voice, beyond the wall,
a message whispers, embracing all,
a foreign land, the fall.
To the Beloved's realm, your soul.
a foreign land, your soul.