ujade chaman ke hal par tota laga rone
are kahne laga kab jayegi shaitan ki toli
aansu paro me pochh ke maina yahi boli
mithi narangi lena lena anardana
mere ghar ke pichwade aana jarur aana
aana huzur aana
mithi narangi lena lena anardana
mere ghar ke pichwade aana jarur aana
aana huzur aana
mithi narangi lena lena anardana
mere ghar ke pichwade aana jarur aana
aana huzur aana

maza to ye hai raja dariya kinare dera
hum apne karwa me ghar ghar lagaye phera
banjare hue to kya hamko khyaal tera
banjare hue to kya hamko khyaal tera
tum bhi to aake kabhi ise jarur khana
mere ghar ke pichwade aaja jarur aana
aana huzur aana
mithi narangi lena lena anardana
mere ghar ke pichwade aaja jarur aana
aana huzur aana

matlab to ye hai raja dawat jamegi apni
milke padosiyo se jhaki tanegi apni
jamke thanegi apni kismat banegi apni
jamke thanegi apni kismat banegi apni
apne aana to aana auro ko sath lana
mere ghar ke pichwade aaja jarur aana
aana huzur aana
mithi narangi lena lena anardana
mere ghar ke pichwade aaja jarur aana
aana huzur aana
mithi narangi lena lena anardana
mere ghar ke pichwade aaja jarur aana
aana huzur aana

mansa to ye raja bigdi banaye jamke
ji bigdi banaye jamke
ho bigdi banaye jamke
o chidiyo ki toliyo pe aji goli chalaye jamke
ji goli chalaye jamke
ho goli chalaye jamke
dariya me jaal dale or machhli fasaye jamke
aji tarkari katne ko
tarkari katne ko chakku katar lana
mere ghar ke pichwade aaja jarur aana
aana huzur aana

Upon the ruins, a parrot's lament,
A chorus of sorrow, heaven-sent.
"When will the shadows cease to roam?"
A question whispered, far from home.

Wiping tears, the mynah's reply,
"Sweet oranges, beneath a sky,
And pomegranate seeds, a crimson gleam,
Come to my garden, fulfill your dream.
Come, oh honored guest, come to me."
Sweet oranges, for all to see,
Come to my garden, fulfill your dream.
Come, oh honored guest, come to me.
Sweet oranges, for all to see,
Come to my garden, fulfill your dream.
Come, oh honored guest, come to me.

The true delight, by the river's grace,
A caravan's journey, in every place.
Though nomads we are, your image bright,
Do we wander in love, in the darkest night?
Come and partake, this feast we share,
Come to my garden, beyond compare.
Come, oh honored guest, come to me.
Sweet oranges, for all to see,
Come to my garden, fulfill your dream.
Come, oh honored guest, come to me.

The purpose is this, a banquet grand,
With neighbors gathered, hand in hand.
Our fortunes aligned, a destiny's art,
Invite the world, and play your part,
Come and bring friends, let spirits soar,
Come to my garden, and knock on my door.
Come, oh honored guest, come to me.
Sweet oranges, for all to see,
Come to my garden, fulfill your dream.
Come, oh honored guest, come to me.
Sweet oranges, for all to see,
Come to my garden, fulfill your dream.
Come, oh honored guest, come to me.

The heart's intent, to mend what's broken,
To heal the wounds, the words unspoken.
To cast a net, and catch the soul,
A heavy heart, to make it whole.
To cut the roots, to start anew,
Bring your knives, your dreams to pursue,
Come to my garden, and let us meet,
Come, oh honored guest, come to me.