piya, piya, piya, piya
kahe nahi aave mora piya
naiyan tarse lage na mora jiya nahi aave piya
kahe nahi aave mora piya
naiyan tarse lage na mora jiya nahi aave piya
piya, piya

dhimi hawa manchali, puchh ke ye chali
tere gaye kaha o piya tere chhod teri angiya
bhul sudh budh aaj birhan kaun rang me hai rangi
aiso lage koi jog liya
kahe nahi aave mora piya
naiyan tarse lage na mora jiya nahi aave piya
kahe nahi aave mora piya
naiyan tarse lage na mora jiya nahi aave piya

Beloved, Beloved, Beloved, Beloved,
Why does my Beloved not come?
My eyes yearn, my heart aches, my soul does not mend, Beloved does not come.
Why does my Beloved not come?
My eyes yearn, my heart aches, my soul does not mend, Beloved does not come.
Beloved, Beloved...

The gentle breeze, mischievous, asks,
"Where has your Beloved gone, leaving your garment behind?"
Lost to thought, a desolate bride, in what color am I dyed?
It feels like I have embraced a yogi's solitude.
Why does my Beloved not come?
My eyes yearn, my heart aches, my soul does not mend, Beloved does not come.
Why does my Beloved not come?
My eyes yearn, my heart aches, my soul does not mend, Beloved does not come.