hai ye tan dhup me jhulsa, dhundh raha hai chhao
hai ye jag rain basera, dur hai mera gaon
kaha jau kise batau, jo haal hai mere man ka
mere man ka
harzai hai raat meri, mujhe bhor nazar na aaye
rutha main khud mujhse, ye jag mujhse mera rab mujhse
rutha main khud mujhse, ye jag mujhse mera rab mujhse

na meherbaani hai koi na koi saaqi
zaahir mera dard kare do naina zajbati
hai kaagaz ki naav meri, gehra hai bhavsagar jeevan ka
har koshish nakaam huyi, ab kaun jatan rang laye
rutha main khud mujhse, ye jag mujhse mera rab mujhse
rutha main khud mujhse, ye jag mujhse mera rab mujhse
sochoun manjhi re, kaun ghataye lagai baha tomhar naav
sochoun manjhi re, kaun ghataye lagai baha tomhar naav
sochoun manjhi re, majdhar me uljhi meri naav

kaha jau kise batau, jo haal hai mere man ka
re mere man ka
harzai hai raat meri, mujhe bhor nazar na aaye
rutha main khud mujhse, ye jag mujhse mera rab mujhse
rutha main khud mujhse, ye jag mujhse mera rab mujhse
rutha main khud mujhse, ye jag mujhse mera rab mujhse
rutha main khud mujhse, ye jag mujhse mera rab mujhse
sochoun manjhi re, sochoun manjhi re

This body, scorched by sun, seeks solace in the shade,
This world, a fleeting shelter, my village far away.
Where can I go, to whom confide, the state of my soul's plight?
Of my soul's plight.

My night is a fickle lover, dawn evades my sight,
I am estranged from myself, the world, my Lord, all gone astray.
I am estranged from myself, the world, my Lord, all gone astray.

No grace descends, no cupbearer appears,
My pain laid bare by tearful eyes.
My boat is made of paper, life's ocean deep and vast,
Each effort failed, what art can now bring forth a hue?
I am estranged from myself, the world, my Lord, all gone astray.
I am estranged from myself, the world, my Lord, all gone astray.
I ponder, O boatman, what storm did sweep your boat away?
I ponder, O boatman, what storm did sweep your boat away?
I ponder, my boat ensnared, lost in the current's sway.

Where can I go, to whom confide, the state of my soul's plight?
Oh, of my soul's plight.
My night is a fickle lover, dawn evades my sight,
I am estranged from myself, the world, my Lord, all gone astray.
I am estranged from myself, the world, my Lord, all gone astray.
I am estranged from myself, the world, my Lord, all gone astray.
I am estranged from myself, the world, my Lord, all gone astray.
I ponder, O boatman, I ponder, O boatman.