ghadiya gin gin din bite
or tare gin gin rain
ek umariya wo aaye
jab kahi na aaye chain haye
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo
jo mange mile na ha mange mile na
jo mange mile na wo bin payiyo
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo

hai nadiya me pani ha sagar me pani
hai nadiya me pani ha sagar me pani
pani bina fir bhi pyasi jawani
jab dil jalaye umariya diwani
jab dil jalaye umariya diwani
to nadiya kinare na jaiyo
na jaiyo meri gali aayiyo
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo

ke anguri ras me do nakli nasha hai
ke anguri ras me do nakli nasha hai
asli nasha to raja dil me basa hai
dil puche pine me kaisa maja hai
dil puche pine me kaisa maja hai
to botal me dub jaiyo na jaiyo
meri gali aayiyo
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo
jo mange mile na ha mange mile na
jo mange mile na wo bin payiyo
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo
kahi na jiya lage to meri gali aayiyo

Moments drift, counted by the clock's slow hand,
And stars are tallied through the night's expanse.
A lifetime comes, a whispered, yearning plea,
When peace eludes, and solace flees from me.
If your spirit wanders, seeking haven's shore,
Come to my street, and wander there no more.
If your spirit wanders, seeking solace's grace,
Come to my street, and find your resting place.
If your spirit wanders, lost in shadowed plight,
Come to my street, and bathe within my light.
What's sought is never found, the heart's despair,
Unless it finds, yes, love beyond compare.
If your spirit wanders, seeking haven's shore,
Come to my street, and wander there no more.
If your spirit wanders, seeking solace's grace,
Come to my street, and find your resting place.

The river holds, yes, water's mystic gleam,
The ocean vast, a watery, boundless dream.
Yet thirst remains, though water flows so free,
A youthful longing, burning wild in me.
When love's fire rages, and the soul is torn,
Do not seek the river's edge, forlorn.
No, do not seek the river's edge, its embrace,
Come to my street, and find your dwelling place.
If your spirit wanders, seeking haven's shore,
Come to my street, and wander there no more.
If your spirit wanders, seeking solace's grace,
Come to my street, and find your resting place.

In the wine's sweet kiss, a fleeting, false delight,
In the wine's embrace, lies shadows of the night.
The true intoxication, a King residing deep,
Within the heart, where secrets softly sleep.
The heart then whispers, what of joy's decree?
Plunge not in the bottle, heed my decree!
No, do not seek the bottle's hazy hold,
Come to my street, and stories shall unfold.
If your spirit wanders, seeking haven's shore,
Come to my street, and wander there no more.
If your spirit wanders, seeking solace's grace,
Come to my street, and find your resting place.
What's sought is never found, the heart's despair,
Unless it finds, yes, love beyond compare.
If your spirit wanders, seeking haven's shore,
Come to my street, and wander there no more.
If your spirit wanders, seeking solace's grace,
Come to my street, and find your resting place.