aawaz deta hai sola ka sin
jine ki rate hai marne ke din
ha ho ho marne ke din
aawaz deta hai sola ka sin
jine ki rate hai marne ke din
ha ho ho marne ke din

o mai rup ki khilti kali masti bhari
o mai rup ki khilti kali masti bhari
o dharti pe hu, o dharti pe hu
aakash ki neelam pari
aawaz deta hai sola ka sin
jine ki rate hai marne ke din
ha ho ho marne ke din

o aankho me bas ulfat ka ras
athla kisi ki prit thi
o aankho me bas ulfat ka ras
athla kisi ki prit thi
ho mauka na kho, ho mauka na kho
jo ho so ho lahra ke ji le
aawaz deta hai sola ka sin
jine ki rate hai marne ke din
ha ho ho marne ke din

o nazro me tu sanso me ghul
baho me aa aa
o nazro me tu sanso me ghul
baho me aa aa
ho parwah na kar, ho parwah na kar
duniya ka dar
dil pe na la dil me la la
aawaz deta hai sola ka sin
jine ki rate hai marne ke din
ha ho ho marne ke din
aawaz deta hai sola ka sin
jine ki rate hai marne ke din
ha ho ho marne ke din

The call resounds, the circle of the sun,
Nights for living, days of dying spun.
Yes, oh yes, days of dying spun.
The call resounds, the circle of the sun,
Nights for living, days of dying spun.
Yes, oh yes, days of dying spun.

I, a rosebud, blooming, filled with glee,
I, a rosebud, blooming, filled with glee,
Upon the earth, yes, upon the earth,
A sapphire nymph of sky, I be.
The call resounds, the circle of the sun,
Nights for living, days of dying spun.
Yes, oh yes, days of dying spun.

In eyes, the nectar of a love so true,
A love that poured, a love anew.
In eyes, the nectar of a love so true,
A love that poured, a love anew.
Lose not this chance, lose not this chance,
Let happen what the circle drew.
The call resounds, the circle of the sun,
Nights for living, days of dying spun.
Yes, oh yes, days of dying spun.

In your gaze, in your breath, be dissolved,
Come to my arms, be involved.
In your gaze, in your breath, be dissolved,
Come to my arms, be involved.
Care not, care not,
For the world's fear,
Let it not be on your heart, but within it be!
The call resounds, the circle of the sun,
Nights for living, days of dying spun.
Yes, oh yes, days of dying spun.
The call resounds, the circle of the sun,
Nights for living, days of dying spun.
Yes, oh yes, days of dying spun.