re madhubala re madhubala
kaga tikuliya le bhaga
kaga tikuliya le bhaga re mera saiya abhaga na jaga
are kaga tikuliya le bhaga re mera saiya abhaga na jaga
kaga tikuliya le bhaga re mera saiya abhaga na jaga
kaga nathaniya le bhaga
kaga nathaniya le bhaga re mera saiya abhaga na jaga
kaga tikuliya le bhaga re mera saiya abhaga na jaga

ye bharpur jawani thi main bholi anjaani thi
karke jatan main haar gayi tan mann uspe haar gayi
are karke jatan main haar gayi tan mann uspe haar gayi
kaga mujhe jab le bhaga
kaga mujhe jab le bhaga re mera saiya abhaga tab jaga
are kaga mujhe jab le bhaga re mera saiya abhaga tab jaga

Oh, Honeyed Bloom, Oh, Sweet Nectar, where is your essence?
A crow has stolen a glimmer, a tiny jewel of my dawn.
My slumbering Beloved, oblivious, remains.
A crow has stolen a glimmer, a tiny jewel of my dawn.
My slumbering Beloved, oblivious, remains.

A crow has stolen a nose ring, a symbol of my grace.
My slumbering Beloved, oblivious, remains.
A crow has stolen a glimmer, a tiny jewel of my dawn.
My slumbering Beloved, oblivious, remains.

Once, I was a wellspring, brimming with youthful zeal, naive, unaware.
I struggled, I yearned, and in the end, surrendered my body and soul.
I struggled, I yearned, and in the end, surrendered my body and soul.
When the crow seized me, when it took hold, when the world turned cold,
My slumbering Beloved awoke, at last, to his woe.
When the crow seized me, when it took hold, when the world turned cold,
My slumbering Beloved awoke, at last, to his woe.