haye jiya mora chahka
ek jhatke me bahka
haye bhang ke nashe me
laga ishq ka chaska
kabhi adhi kabi pauwa
kabhi gori kabhi kawua
kabhi rediyo kabhi mauwa
kabhi rabdi kabhi maska

haye mithi mithi vani
chamkat ganga ka pani
maya lok me bhatka
mora manva lubha
oye gori ghunghat tane
haye laj sharam ke mare
shiv ki nagariya rama kitni mahan
kabhi adhi kabi pauwa
kabhi gori kabhi kauwa
kabhi rediyo kabhi mauwa
kabhi rabdi kabhi maska

My soul, it sang so free,
Then shattered, suddenly.
In the haze of a wild, sweet brew,
Love's intoxicating taste, it knew.

A sip, a cup, then a fair face,
A crow's dark glance, time and space,
A radio's call, a fruit's embrace,
Creamy bliss, butter's grace.

Her voice, a melody so sweet,
Shining like the Ganga's sheet.
Lost within illusion's art,
My heart, it played its destined part.
Oh, fair one, veiled in gentle guise,
Shame and modesty in her eyes,
Rama's city, where Shiva resides,
How great is that place, where truth abides.
A sip, a cup, then a fair face,
A crow's dark glance, time and space,
A radio's call, a fruit's embrace,
Creamy bliss, butter's grace.