mohan ki basuriya haye
mohan ki basuriya haye
wo to kar gayi mohe deewani
mohan ki basuriya
naina milake man ko chhina
kar gaya mushkil mera jina
kar gaya mushkil mera jina

nirmohi se nain laga ke
nirmohi se nain laga ke
kar baithi nadani haye
mohan ki basuriya haye
mohan ki basuriya haye

man par tha nahi jor sakhi ri
man par tha nahi jor sakhi ri
lipat gayi main sudh budh kho kar
lipat gayi main sudh budh kho kar
lok laaj naa aayi haye
mohan ki basuriya haye
mohan ki basuriya haye
wo to kar gayi mohe deewani
wo to kar gayi mohe deewani
mohan ki basuriya

His flute's lament, a siren's call,
His flute's lament, enthralling all,
It stole my reason, left me bound,
His flute's lament, with haunting sound.
Eyes met eyes, a heart ensnared,
Life's simple joy forever impaired.
Life's simple joy, now lost and gone.

With love for him, a heartless grace,
With love for him, upon my face,
I played the fool, a foolish game,
His flute's lament, a burning flame.
His flute's lament, a constant plea.

My will was lost, a fading spark,
My will was lost, within the dark,
I clung to him, forgetting all,
I clung to him, before the fall.
Shame I cast off, I knew no fear,
His flute's lament, now drawing near,
His flute's lament, my bitter tear.
It stole my reason, left me bound,
It stole my reason, without a sound.
His flute's lament, forever near.