lagi lagi karejwa me chot hay ram
lagi lagi karejwa me chot
lagi lagi karejwa me chot
lagi lagi karejwa me chot
ho ho ho ho lagi lagi
lagi karejwa me chot

baid na baida dekhe rog na jani
kya samjhe ya dard purani dard purani
baid na baida dekhe rog na jani
kya samjhe ya dard purani dard purani
nazar na aaye yha chot hay ram
nazar na aaye ya chot
lagi lagi karejwa me chhot hay ram
lagi lagi karejwa me chhot

lakh jatan ho lakh dwa ho
din din aur yha zakham hra ho zakham hra ho
lakh jatan ho lakh dwa ho
din din aur yha zakham hra ho zakham hra ho
aise na jeeti yha chot rama
aise na jeeti yha chot rama

lagi lagi karejwa me chot hay ram
lagi lagi karejwa me chot hay ram
lagi lagi karejwa me chot hay ram
lagi lagi karejwa me chot hay ram

A wound blooms within the heart's deep core, alas,
A wound blooms.
A wound blooms within the heart's deep core,
A wound blooms.
Oh, oh, oh, it blooms, it blooms.
A wound blooms within the heart's deep core.

The world sees no malice, knows not the disease,
What knows it of ancient, abiding unease?
The world sees no malice, knows not the disease,
What knows it of ancient, abiding unease?
Invisible the hurt, alas, O Rama,
Invisible the hurt.
A wound blooms within the heart's deep core, alas,
A wound blooms.

A thousand remedies, a thousand cares,
Yet daily the gash anew, it flares, it flares.
A thousand remedies, a thousand cares,
Yet daily the gash anew, it flares, it flares.
Such wounds are not conquered, alas, O Rama,
Such wounds are not.

A wound blooms within the heart's deep core, alas,
A wound blooms.
A wound blooms within the heart's deep core, alas,
A wound blooms.
A wound blooms within the heart's deep core, alas,
A wound blooms.