aaye sur ke panchi aaye
aaye sur ke panchi aaye, aaye sur ke panchi aaye
ambhar ke omkar nath ki, gung sunate aaye
aaye sur ke panchi aaye, aaye sur ke
ni sa da mi na sa sa, aaye sur ke aa aa aa
aaye sur ke panchi aaye, aaye sur ke
ni sa da mi ga ni sa sa
aaye sur ke panchi aaye, aaye sur ke panchi aaye

kirano ki avro rah se, dharti pe uthar aye
kirano ki avro rah se, dharti pe uthar aye
mati ko chhu ke, jine ki chah jag de
aaye sur ke panchi aaye, aaye sur ke panchi aaye

saam vedh ki ras ganga me, lahar uthate aaye ri ri u
saam vedh ki ras ganga me, lahar uthate aaye
mira ki ghankar sunheri, bhakar man me chaye
aaye sur ke panchi aaye, aaye sur ke
ni sa da mi ga ni sa sa, aaye sur ke
ni sa da mi ga ni sa sa, aaye sur ke

The birds of sound descend, they come, they come,
The birds of sound descend, they come.
From Om's sky, a song unfurls,
To hear the echoes of the world.
The birds of sound descend, they come, they come...
Ni Sa Da Mi Na Sa Sa, the sound descends, Ah, Ah, Ah...
The birds of sound descend, they come...
Ni Sa Da Mi Na Sa Sa, the sound descends...
The birds of sound descend, they come, they come.

From the sun's descending path they glide,
To earth, where secrets softly hide.
They touch the soil, a longing starts,
Awakening life in broken hearts.
The birds of sound descend, they come, they come.

In Samaveda's river, they rise and fall,
Creating waves, embracing all.
Meera's golden song, a vibrant hue,
Enfolds the heart, forever true.
The birds of sound descend, they come...
Ni Sa Da Mi Na Sa Sa, the sound descends...
Ni Sa Da Mi Na Sa Sa, the sound descends...