chanda dhire se aa aangan me
nindiya akhiyan me
soye meri laadli
chanda dhire se aa aangan me
nindiya akhiyan me
soye meri laadli

chanda ke panghat pe naache chakori
palkan me baandhe kirano ki dori
kirano ki dori
khele aankh michauli sakhiyan me
nindiya akhiyan me
soye meri laadli

o naino ke mandir me baaje shehnai
nindiya ki devi pujan ko aayi
pujan ko aayi
jaago bhagwan ab to tan man me
nindiya akhiyan me
soye meri laadli

chanda dhire se aa aangan me
nindiya akhiyan me
soye meri laadli

(second version)

chanda dhire se aa aangan me
nindiya akhiyan me
soye meri laadli
chanda dhire se aa aangan me
nindiya akhiyan me
soye meri laadli

o naino ke mandir me baaje shehnai
naino ke mandir me baaje shehnai
nindiya ki devi pujan ko aayi
pujan ko aayi
akhiya khoyi hai pi ke darshan me
nindiya akhiyan me
soye meri laadli

o duniya ke patthar ko samjha hai moti
dipak hai saccha jhuthi hai jyoti
jhuthi hai jyoti
jaago bhagwan ab to tan man me
nindiya akhiyan me
soye meri laadli

jhuthi ye aasha na man me palegi
kaagaj ki naiya kab tak chalegi
leke tufan laakho jivan me

Moonlight, soft on the courtyard descends,
Sleep now gathers, to the eyes it lends.
My darling sleeps,
Moonlight, soft on the courtyard descends,
Sleep now gathers, to the eyes it lends.
My darling sleeps.

At the moon's well, the Chakora bird takes flight,
Weaving sunbeams in lashes of light,
Lashes of light.
Playing hide-and-seek with friends unseen,
Sleep now gathers, to the eyes it lends.
My darling sleeps.

In the temple of eyes, the shehnai plays,
The goddess of slumber arrives to praise,
Arrives to praise.
Awake, O God, within body and mind,
Sleep now gathers, to the eyes it lends.
My darling sleeps.

Moonlight, soft on the courtyard descends,
Sleep now gathers, to the eyes it lends.
My darling sleeps,
Moonlight, soft on the courtyard descends,
Sleep now gathers, to the eyes it lends.
My darling sleeps,
Moonlight, soft on the courtyard descends,
Sleep now gathers, to the eyes it lends.
My darling sleeps.

In the temple of eyes, the shehnai plays,
In the temple of eyes, the shehnai plays,
The goddess of slumber arrives to praise,
Arrives to praise.
Eyes now lost in the Beloved's gaze,
Sleep now gathers, to the eyes it lends.
My darling sleeps.
The world mistakes stone for the pearl's gleam,
The lamp is true, the false light a dream,
False light a dream.
Awake, O God, within body and mind,
Sleep now gathers, to the eyes it lends.
My darling sleeps.
False hopes, let them wither, cease to grow,
A paper boat, how far can it go?
Bearing storms, in a million lives.