sakiya jaye kahan
sakiya jaye kahan
hum tere maikhane se
sakiya jaye kahan
hum tere maikhane se
shahar ke shahar najar aate hai
virane se
sakiya jaye kahan
hum tere maikhane se
shahar ke shahar najar aate hai
virane se

ye jo kuchh log najar aate hai
diwane se
ye jo kuchh log najar aate hai
ye jo kuchh log najar aate hai
diwane se
inko matlab hai na saki se
na paimane se
sakiya jaye kahan
sakiya jaye kahan
hum tere maikhane se
shahar ke shahar najar aate hai
virane se

jod kar hath ye saki
hai gujarish meri
jod kar hath ye saki
hai gujarish meri
jod kar hath ye saki
hai gujarish meri
mujhko aankhon se pila
gair ko paimane se
mujhko aankhon se pila
gair ko paimane se
shahar ke shahar najar aate hai
virane se

mujhko aate huye to
nasir sabhi ne dekha
mujhko aate huye to
nasir sabhi ne dekha
dekha jate na kisi
ne mujhe maikhane se
sakiya jaye kahan
sakiya jaye kahan
hum tere maikhane se
shahar ke shahar najar aate hai
virane se
sakiya jaye kahan
hum tere maikhane se
shahar ke shahar najar aate hai
virane se

Where can I go, O cupbearer, where?
From your tavern, where can I bear?
From your tavern, where can I flee?
The cities themselves look like a wilderness to me.
Where can I go, O cupbearer, where?
From your tavern, where can I bear?
The cities themselves look like a wilderness to me.

These few figures I see,
Lost in a haze of reverie,
These few figures I see,
Lost in a haze of reverie.
They care not for you, nor the cup's decree.
Where can I go, O cupbearer, where?
From your tavern, where can I bear?
The cities themselves look like a wilderness to me.

With folded hands, I, your supplicant, plead,
With folded hands, I, your supplicant, plead.
With folded hands, I, your supplicant, plead.
Grant me to drink from your eyes, indeed,
While others drink from cups, their thirst to feed.
The cities themselves look like a wilderness to me.

Nasir, arriving, all eyes did see,
Nasir, arriving, all eyes did see,
No one witnessed my departure, from thee.
Where can I go, O cupbearer, where?
From your tavern, where can I bear?
The cities themselves look like a wilderness to me.
Where can I go, O cupbearer, where?
From your tavern, where can I bear?
The cities themselves look like a wilderness to me.