hamare munder bola kaga sakhi ri
bichhde balam ghar aayenge
hamare munder bola kaga sakhi ri
bichhde balam ghar aayenge

ghunghat me sanse lahakegi
mori suni ratiya mahakegi
ghunghat me
ghunghat me sanse lahakegi
mori suni ratiya mahakegi
sakhi birha ke gam sabhi bhulenge
hum sunke unke kadam ko
bichhde balam ghar aayenge
hamare munder bola kaga sakhi ri
bichhde balam ghar aayenge

jab wo aangan me aayenge
more sapne sach ho jayenge
ho more sapne
jab wo aangan me aayenge
more sapne sach ho jayenge
leke man me umang mai
to khelungi rang piya pyare ke sang
ho bichhde balam ghar aayenge
hamare munder bola kaga sakhi ri
bichhde balam ghar aayenge

jab un baho me jhulungi
mai jag ke sab kuch bhulungi
mai bhulungi
jab un baho me jhulungi
mai jag ke sab kuch bhulungi
aaj mai hu magan
mera man hai magan
leke jivan ka dang
ho bichhde balam ghar aayenge
hamare munder bola kaga sakhi ri
bichhde balam ghar aayenge

Upon my sill, the raven speaks, my friend,
Of a lover lost, returning to my end.
Upon my sill, the raven speaks, my friend,
A lover lost, returning to my end.

Beneath the veil, my breath will softly bloom,
My empty nights will banish all the gloom.
Beneath the veil...
Beneath the veil, my breath will softly bloom,
My empty nights will banish all the gloom.
Friend, all the grief of separation done,
Hearing the echo of his footsteps come,
A lover lost, returning to my end.
Upon my sill, the raven speaks, my friend,
A lover lost, returning to my end.

When he will grace my courtyard with his stride,
My dreams, at last, will cast their veil aside.
Oh, my dreams...
When he will grace my courtyard with his stride,
My dreams, at last, will cast their veil aside.
With joy and longing filling up my breast,
I’ll play with colors, by my beloved blessed.
Oh, a lover lost, returning to my end.
Upon my sill, the raven speaks, my friend,
A lover lost, returning to my end.

When I am swaying in his strong embrace,
Awake, I'll lose myself in that sweet space.
I'll lose myself…
When I am swaying in his strong embrace,
Awake, I'll lose myself in that sweet space.
Today I am in bliss,
My heart is lost in this,
With life’s new, vibrant trace.
Oh, a lover lost, returning to my end.
Upon my sill, the raven speaks, my friend,
A lover lost, returning to my end.