aayega kisi din mhara vo kesariya saiya saiya
aayega kisi din mhara vo kesariya saiya saiya
aayega kisi din mhara vo kesariya saiya saiya
aayega kisi din mhara vo kesariya saiya saiya
saiya, hava ke paro pe mera ashiyana
saiyaan, kahi vadiyo me hai mera thikana
saiya, hava ke paro pe mera aashiyana
kahi vadiyo me hai mera thikana
ho mai azad panchhi hun nile gagan ki
ye mai bhi na janu kaha mujhko jana
saiya, hava ke paro pe mera ashiyana
kahi vadiyo me hai mera thikana

ho ho, koi khabo me bhi o aane-jane laga
ha ek chehara mera dil churane laga
mai kaha kho gayi ban gayi bavari
lo chale chal padi prit ke ganv ri
o mai azad pachhi hu nile gagan ki
ye mai bhi na janun kaha mujhko jana
saiya, hava ke paro pe mera ashiyana
kahi vadiyo me hai mera thikana
saiya, saiya bada re, saiya bada re
saiya bada re, saiya saiya saiya saiya

roke se na ruku kasamo ko tod du
ha koi kuch bhi kahe rasamo ko tod du
hai sabhi se juda ye mere raste
mastiyo ka sama hai mere vaste
ho mai azad pachhi hu nile gagan ki
ye mai bhi na janu kaha mujhko jana
saiya, hava ke paro pe mera ashiyana
kahi vadiyo me hai mera thikana
aaye ga kisi din mhara vo kesariya saiya saiya
aaye ga kisi din mhara vo kesariya saiya saiya
aaye ga kisi din mhara vo kesariya saiya saiya
aaye ga kisi din mhara vo kesariya saiya saiya

One day, my saffron-robed beloved, he will come,
One day, my saffron-robed beloved, he will come,
One day, my saffron-robed beloved, he will come,
One day, my saffron-robed beloved, he will come.

Beloved, my nest is on the wings of the wind,
Beloved, my dwelling is in the vales somewhere.
Beloved, my nest is on the wings of the wind,
In the vales somewhere, I make my home.
I am a free bird of the azure sky,
Even I do not know where I must go.
Beloved, my nest is on the wings of the wind,
In the vales somewhere, I make my home.

In dreams, he has begun to come and go,
Yes, a face has begun to steal my heart.
Where have I lost myself, become a madwoman?
See, I have begun to walk to the village of love.
I am a free bird of the azure sky,
Even I do not know where I must go.
Beloved, my nest is on the wings of the wind,
In the vales somewhere, I make my home.
Beloved, beloved, great one, beloved, great one,
Beloved, beloved, beloved, beloved.

I will not stop, though I break oaths,
Yes, whatever anyone says, I will break the traditions.
These paths of mine are separate from all,
The gathering of merriment is for me.
I am a free bird of the azure sky,
Even I do not know where I must go.
Beloved, my nest is on the wings of the wind,
In the vales somewhere, I make my home.

One day, my saffron-robed beloved, he will come,
One day, my saffron-robed beloved, he will come,
One day, my saffron-robed beloved, he will come,
One day, my saffron-robed beloved, he will come.