tin taal par naach, tin taal par naach
budhaape bachpan aur javaani ka
rang hazaaro, rang hazaaro
magar zindagi ek bulbula paani ka
tin taal par naach

hari-bhari daali ko yu hi
hari-bhari daali ko yu hi
patajhad mein lut jaana hai
khila phul jo aaj chaman mein
khila phul jo, khila phul jo aaj chaman mein
kal usako murjhaana hai
subah hui aur khatam fasaana
subah hui aur khatam fasaana
shabnam ki zindgaani ka
tin taal par naach

saari duniya ko hathiyaane
saari duniya ko hathiyaane
murakh insaa daude re
do gaz dharti bane bichhauna
do gaz dharti, do gaz dharti bane bichhauna
upar maati odhe re
mile dhul mein sapan suhaana
mile dhul mein sapan suhaana
duniya ki sultaani ka
tin taal par naach

ek bund ki pyaas pyaar ki
ek bund ki pyaas pyaar ki
taal-talaiya rite re
badhi magar vo bujh na paayi
badhi magar vo, badhi magar vo bujh na paayi
janam hazaaro beete re
de na paayein saat samundar
de na paayein saat samundar
ek bhi katra paani ka
tin taal par naach, tin taal par naach
budhaape bachpan aur javaani ka
rang hazaaro
magar zindagi ek bulbula paani ka
tin taal par naach

Dance to the three beats, dance to the three beats,
Of age, of youth, of seasons' flight,
A thousand hues, a thousand hues,
Yet life, a bubble in the light.
Dance to the three beats.

The verdant branch, forever green,
The verdant branch, forever green,
Must yield to autumn's weary hand.
The bloom that bursts within the grove,
The bloom that bursts, the bloom that bursts within the grove,
Will wither on the shifting sand.
The morn arrives, the tale is done,
The morn arrives, the tale is done,
Like dew upon the land.
Dance to the three beats.

To seize the world, to own the whole,
To seize the world, to own the whole,
The foolish soul does run and chase.
Two yards of earth, a humble bed,
Two yards of earth, two yards of earth, a humble bed,
And dust upon the face.
Dreams dissolve to mingle, blend,
Dreams dissolve to mingle, blend,
Of worldly pomp and grace.
Dance to the three beats.

A single drop, the thirst of love,
A single drop, the thirst of love,
Dries the pools and lakes away.
It grows, but never quenched, the need,
It grows but never, it grows but never quenched, the need,
For lifetimes come and stay.
The seven seas, they cannot give,
The seven seas, they cannot give,
A single drop to stay.
Dance to the three beats, dance to the three beats,
Of age, of youth, of seasons' flight,
A thousand hues,
Yet life, a bubble in the light.
Dance to the three beats.