bala mai bairagan hungi
bala mai bairagan hungi
jin besho me mera sahab rijhe
so hi bhesh dharungi
bala mai bairagan hungi
kaho to kusumal sadi rangawa
kaho to bhagwa bhesh

kaho to motiyan mang bharawa
kaho to motiyan mang bharawa
kaho chitkawa kesh
bala mai bairagan hungi
pran hamara waha basat hai
yaha to khali bhash

mat piya pariwar suhu hai
mat piya pariwar suhu hai
kahi tinka tod
bala mai bairagan hungi
bala mai bairagan hungi
jin besho me mera sahab rijhe
so hi bhesh dharungi
bala mai bairagan hungi
bala mai bairagan hungi

I shall be a mendicant woman,
a mendicant, soul-bound.
In the garb that pleases my Beloved,
in that very guise I shall dwell.
I shall be a mendicant.

Tell me, shall I dye my robes crimson,
or in saffron hues appear?
Shall I adorn a mountain of pearls,
or let my hair fall free?
I shall be a mendicant.

My life’s breath resides elsewhere,
here, only empty words remain.
Forget kin and family,
like a wisp of straw, I’ll break free.
I shall be a mendicant woman,
a mendicant, soul-bound.
In the garb that pleases my Beloved,
in that very guise I shall dwell.
I shall be a mendicant.
I shall be a mendicant.