baitha nili jheel kinare
chanda ko aakash pukare
chanda ko aakash pukare
aayi aayi aayi aayi mai aayi
sara jamana chhod ke aai
sab se nata tod ke aayi sab se nata tod ke aayi
baitha nili jheel kinare chanda ko aakash pukare
baitha nili jheel kinare chanda ko aakash pukare
sara jamana chhod ke aai sab se nata tod ke aayi
baitha nili jheel kinare chanda ko aakash pukare

divane hum divane yu hi tadpke mar jaye
mar jaye mar jaye mar jaye
divane hum divane yu hi tadpke mar jaye
maut hame manjur magar
na hoke juda rah paye maut hame manjur magar
na hoke juda rah paye jism ko jan se is duniya mei
koi na ab tak alag kiya re baitha nili jheel kinare
chanda ko aakash pukare baitha nili jheel kinare
chanda ko aakash pukare

banduko se talvaro se dil vale nahi darte hai
angaro ki rah pe chalke pyar divane karte hai
karte hai karte hai karte hai
banduko se talvaro se dil vale nahi darte hai
angaro ki rah pe chalke
pyar divane karte hai koi kaise mare inko
marke bhi na marte hai koi kaise mare inko
marke bhi na marte hai har gaya hai
hamse jamana hum to jamane se nahi hare
baitha nili jheel kinare chanda ko aakash pukare

Upon the blue lake's edge, I sit,
Moon beckoned by the sky's soft writ.
Moon beckoned by the sky's soft writ.
I came, I came, oh, I have come!
Leaving the world, my journey's sum.
Severing ties, my bonds undone.
Severing ties, my bonds undone.
Upon the blue lake's edge, I sit,
Moon beckoned by the sky's soft writ.
Upon the blue lake's edge, I sit,
Moon beckoned by the sky's soft writ.
Leaving the world, my journey's sum,
Severing ties, my bonds undone.
Upon the blue lake's edge, I sit,
Moon beckoned by the sky's soft writ.

We, the mad, the lovers true,
Suffer, yearning, see life through.
See life through, see life through.
We, the mad, the lovers true,
Suffer, yearning, see life through.
Death we crave, yet understand,
Apart from you, we can't withstand.
Death we crave, yet understand,
Apart from you, we can't withstand.
In this world, body and soul's embrace,
Never torn apart, no time, no space.
Upon the blue lake's edge, I sit,
Moon beckoned by the sky's soft writ.
Upon the blue lake's edge, I sit,
Moon beckoned by the sky's soft writ.

From guns and swords, the brave don't flee,
On embers' path, our love, you see.
Our love, you see, our love, you see.
From guns and swords, the brave don't flee,
On embers' path, our love, you see.
How can they kill, what death defies?
Even in death, our spirit flies.
How can they kill, what death defies?
Even in death, our spirit flies.
The world may fail, its grip to seize,
We will not fall, we find our ease.
Upon the blue lake's edge, I sit,
Moon beckoned by the sky's soft writ.