aeri sakhi more piya ghar aaye
aeri sakhi more piya ghar aaye
bhaag jage se aangan ke
bhaag jage se aangan ke
apne piya ke main bal bal jaau
apne piya ke main bal bal jaau
charan laga nirdhan ko
charan laga nirdhan ko
aeri sakhi more piya ghar aaye

jiska pi sang preet sawan
us birhan ki rain suhagan

jis sawan me piya ghar naahi
jis sawan me piya ghar naahi
aag lage us sawan ko
aag lage us sawan ko
aeri sakhi more piya ghar aaye
aeri sakhi more piya ghar aaye

My friend, my Beloved has come home,
My friend, my Beloved has come home.
The courtyard blooms with fortune's grace,
The courtyard blooms with fortune's grace.
To my Beloved, I give all,
To my Beloved, I give all.
His feet touch the poor,
His feet touch the poor.
My friend, my Beloved has come home.

She who has the Beloved's love,
Finds her nights blessed, like rain of love.

But in the monsoon where the Beloved is not,
But in the monsoon where the Beloved is not,
May that monsoon burn with fire,
May that monsoon burn with fire.
My friend, my Beloved has come home,
My friend, my Beloved has come home.