jee na jalaiyo jalaiyo na rasiya
jee na jalaiyo jalaiyo na

jee na jalaiyo jalaiyo na rasiya
jee na jalaiyo jalaiyo na
jee na jalaiyo re jiya me jan basi hai re
jee na jalaiyo re jiya me jan basi hai re
dhuwa jo lage tho ye ankhiya jalti hai
jo bhar aaye to ye ankhiya chalti hai
o man basiya re rasiya re jee na jalaiyo re
dhuwa jo lage to ye ankhiya jalti hai
jo bhar aaye to ye ankhiya chalti hai

tere khayaalo ke paro par chithiya rakhi aur udayi
kore lifafe likh likh ke hotho se mohare lagayi
baite baite karkhe par shyame kati raato me
o man basiya re rasiya re, rasiya re
jee na jalaiyo re jiya me jan basi hai re
dhuwa jo lage to ye ankhiya jalti hai
jo bhar aaye to ye ankhiya chalti hai
rasiya re ankhiya bhar bhar aaye
rasiya re ankhiya bhar bhar aaye

aasu jo gire to gajar bajta hai
ankhiyo me khara namak lagta hai
haa palak palak pal girte hai
pairo ke tale samai chalta hai
tan ka dhuwa tan me rahe
jaan na jaye vo kahi jiya me jaan basi hai re
jee na jalaiyo re jiya me jan basi hai re
jee na jalaiyo re jiya me jan basi hai re
dhuwa jo lage to ye ankhiya jalti hai
jo bhar aaye to ye ankhiya chalti hai
o man basiya re rasiya re jee na jalaiyo re
dhuwa jo lage to ye ankhiya jalti hai
jo bhar aaye to ye ankhiya chalti hai

Do not kindle, do not ignite, O Beloved,
Do not kindle, do not ignite.
Do not kindle, do not ignite, O Beloved,
Do not kindle, do not ignite.
Do not kindle, for the Soul resides within,
Do not kindle, for the Soul resides within.
If smoke rises, these eyes will burn,
If they overflow, these eyes will weep.
O, dweller of the heart, O Beloved, do not kindle,
If smoke rises, these eyes will burn,
If they overflow, these eyes will weep.

Upon the wings of your thoughts, I sent letters aloft,
Writing on blank envelopes, sealing them with my lips' soft touch.
Sitting, I passed the nights, the dark nights that slipped by,
O, dweller of the heart, O Beloved, Beloved,
Do not kindle, for the Soul resides within,
If smoke rises, these eyes will burn,
If they overflow, these eyes will weep.
Beloved, these eyes overflow,
Beloved, these eyes overflow.

When tears fall, a chime rings out,
In the eyes, the salt of sorrow stings.
Each moment, moments fall,
Beneath the feet, time treads on.
The body does not smoke, the body remains,
May the soul not depart, for the Soul resides within,
Do not kindle, for the Soul resides within,
Do not kindle, for the Soul resides within.
If smoke rises, these eyes will burn,
If they overflow, these eyes will weep.
O, dweller of the heart, O Beloved, do not kindle,
If smoke rises, these eyes will burn,
If they overflow, these eyes will weep.