wahidan :
chhalake ras ki gagariyaa bhaari
mai matawaari panihaari
mohe bhul gaye banawaari
kujan me kujabihaari

a : hai bharaa huaa dil sajani
kyun jhuthi baat banaaye
wa : ab kaun tumhe samajhaaye
a : tore gaal laaj se laal
bhaal par bidiyaa musakaaye
wa : baalam tori najar naa lag jaaye

The pitcher of nectar overflows, heavy it spills,
a river of bliss, my being fulfills.
Drunk with devotion, a water-bearer I,
lost to the world, as the moments fly.
My Beloved forgotten, in groves he resides,
as the pitcher of nectar overflows.

My heart is overflowing, dear friend, it bursts,
why weave these tales, these whispers accursed?
Who now can soothe, who now can appease?
Your cheeks blush crimson, your spirit at ease.
A bindi's smile graces your brow, so bright,
lest your beloved be touched by the night.
May your beloved remain safe from any harm,
as the pitcher of nectar overflows, a vibrant charm.
Drunk with devotion, a water-bearer I,
lost to the world, as the moments fly.