ye pine waale bahut hi ajib hote hai
ye pine waale bahut hi ajib hote hai
jahan se dur, ye khud ke karib hote hai
ye pine waale bahut hi ajib hote hai

kisi ko pyar mile, aur kisi ko ruswayi
kisi ko pyar mile, aur kisi ko ruswayi
mohabbato ke safar bhi ajib hote hai
ye pine waale bahut hi ajib hote hai

mila kisi ko hai kya, sochiye amiri se
mila kisi ko hai kya, sochiye amiri se
dilo ke shah to aksar, garib hote hai
ye pine waale bahut hi ajib hote hai

yahan ke logo ki hai khasiyat, ye sabse badi
yahan ke logo ki hai khasiyat, ye sabse badi
habib lagte hai kyu, raqib hote hai
ye pine waale bahut hi ajib hote hai
jahan se dur, ye khud ke karib hote hai
ye pine waale bahut hi ajib hote hai

They, the drinkers, a peculiar breed,
These drinkers, a strange and lonely deed.
Far from the world, in themselves they reside,
They, the drinkers, their own souls confide.

Some find love, a tender embrace,
Some find heartbreak, a tear-stained space.
Love's journeys, a curious art,
They, the drinkers, a fractured heart.

What is gained from wealth's hollow gleam?
What is gained, as in a dying dream?
Kings of the heart, often the poor,
They, the drinkers, forevermore.

This land's people, a curious trait,
This land's people, sealing their fate.
Why do foes seem as friends so near?
They, the drinkers, consumed by fear.
Far from the world, in themselves they reside,
They, the drinkers, their own souls confide.
They, the drinkers, a peculiar breed.