ghama di raat lambi ne
ja mere geet lambey ne
na pahli raat mukdi
na mere geet mukde ne
ghama di raat lambi ne
ja mere geet lambey ne
na pahli raat mukdi
na mere geet mukde ne

ae sar kinne ek dunge ne
kise ne haath na paayi
ae sar kinne ek dunge ne
kise ne haath na paayi
na barsata vich chadhe ne
te na odha vich sukh deve
ghama di raat lambi ne
ja mere geet lambey ne
na pahli raat mukdi
na mere geet mukde ne

eh phathan ishq de yaaro
enha di ki dawa honi
eh phathan ishq de yaaro
enha di ki dawa honi
eh hath laya wi dukh dene
malham laya wi dukh dene
ghama di raat lambi ne
ja mere geet lambey ne
na pahli raat mukdi
na mere geet mukde ne

The night of sorrow, a boundless expanse,
My songs stretch onward, a timeless dance.
No first night finds its final shore,
Nor do my melodies cease to pour.
The night of sorrow, a boundless expanse,
My songs stretch onward, a timeless dance.
No first night finds its final shore,
Nor do my melodies cease to pour.

These heads submerged, in depths unseen,
No hand can reach, no touch convene.
These heads submerged, in depths unseen,
No hand can reach, no touch convene.
They never climb in rainy grace,
Nor offer solace in any place.
The night of sorrow, a boundless expanse,
My songs stretch onward, a timeless dance.
No first night finds its final shore,
Nor do my melodies cease to pour.

This journey of love, a path so steep,
What cure can mend, what balm can keep?
This journey of love, a path so steep,
What cure can mend, what balm can keep?
To touch this love, a wound it brings,
To heal the wound, the sorrow sings.
The night of sorrow, a boundless expanse,
My songs stretch onward, a timeless dance.
No first night finds its final shore,
Nor do my melodies cease to pour.