ye jag rain basera bande, na tera na mera
ye jag rain basera bande, na tera na mera
chadhta suraj dhalti chhaya
chadhta suraj dhalti chhaya
jogi waala ghera na tera na mera
ye jag rain basera bande, na tera na mera

karman ki gat aisi nyaari
karman ki gat aisi nyaari
na samjhe sansari karman ki gat aisi nyari
na samjhe sansari chaar dino ki ye phulwari
chaar dino ki ye phulwari chaar ghadi ka dera
na tera na mera
ye jag rain basera bande, na tera na mera

laakh lagaye murkh mela
laakh lagaye murkh mela
fir bhi jaaye akela
laakh lagaye murkh mela
fir bhi jaaye akela
sada rahi na rah chandniya
sada rahi na rah chandniya
aakhir ghor andhera na tera na mera
ye jag rain basera bande, na tera na mera
ye jag rain basera bande, na tera na mera

This world, a traveler's inn, my friend,
Neither yours, nor mine to lend.
This world, a traveler's inn, my friend,
Neither yours, nor mine to tend.
The rising sun, a fading gleam,
The rising sun, a fading dream,
The circle spun by the wandering sage,
Neither yours, nor mine to engage.
This world, a traveler's inn, my friend,
Neither yours, nor mine to transcend.

The karma's dance, a mystery deep,
The karma's dance, secrets to keep,
Unseen by the world's slumbering sleep,
The karma's dance, secrets to keep.
This garden of flowers, a fleeting show,
This garden of flowers, watch how they grow,
A stay of but moments, a borrowed space,
Neither yours, nor mine to embrace.
This world, a traveler's inn, my friend,
Neither yours, nor mine to extend.

A foolish throng, a million strong,
A foolish throng, where do they belong,
Yet each departs, alone along.
A foolish throng, where do they belong,
The moon's soft light will not always stay,
The moon's soft light, it fades away,
The moon's soft light, it fades away,
Darkness descends at the final fray,
Neither yours, nor mine to sway.
This world, a traveler's inn, my friend,
Neither yours, nor mine to end.
This world, a traveler's inn, my friend,
Neither yours, nor mine to transcend.