are bhag ka rag jama ho chakachak phir lo pan chabay
are aisa jhataka lage jiya pe punar janam hoi jay
o khaike pan banaras vala
o khaike pan banaras vala, khul jae bad akal ka tala
khaike pan banaras vala, khul jae bad akal ka tala
phir to aisa kare kamal, sidhi kar de sabaki chal
o chhora gaga kinare vala, o chhora gaga kinare vala
khaike pan banaras vala, khul jae bad akal ka tala

are ram duhai, kaise chakkar me pad gaya hay hay hay
kahan tang fansai, mai to suli pe chadh gaya hay hay
kaisa sidha sada mai kaisa bhola bhala, han han
are, kaisa sidha sada mai kaisa bhola bhala
jane kaun ghadi me pad gaya padhe-likho se pala
mithi chhuri se, mithi chhuri se hua halal
chhora gaga kinare vala, chhora gaga kinare vala
o khaike pan banaras vala, khul jae bad akal ka tala

ek kanya kunvari hamari surat pe mar gai hay hay hay
ek mithi katari, hamare dil me utar gai hay hay
kaisi gori gori o tikhi tikhi chhori, vah vah
are kaisi gori gori o tikhi tikhi chhori
karake jora-jori, kar gai hamare dil ki chori
o mili chhori to, mili chhori to hua nihal
chhora gaga kinarevala, chhora gaga kinarevala
o khaike pan banaras vala, khul jae bad akal ka tala
o khaike pan banaras vala, khul jae bad akal ka tala
phir to aisa kare kamal, sidhi kar de sabaki chal
o chhora gaga kinare vala, o chhora gaga kinare vala
o chhora gaga kinare vala

The colors swirl, a vibrant hue,
Then betel leaf, a chew anew.
A jolt that shakes the very core,
Rebirth blooms, and asks for more.
Oh, eating paan from Varanasi,
Oh, eating paan from Varanasi,
Unlocks the mind's concealed decree.

Eating paan from Varanasi,
Unlocks the mind's concealed decree.
Then wonders bloom, a vibrant art,
Straightening every crooked heart.
Oh, the boy from the Ganges shore,
Oh, the boy from the Ganges shore,
Eating paan from Varanasi,
Unlocks the mind's concealed decree.

Oh, Lord, I cry, what binds this maze?
Oh, where to tread, through smoky haze?
Entangled here, upon the stake,
My simple heart, for goodness sake!
A naive soul, a trusting form,
A naive soul, weathering the storm,
In what hour did I choose,
To tangle with the learned crew?
With sweet blade, with sweet blade, I'm slain,
The boy from the Ganges' domain,
Oh, eating paan from Varanasi,
Unlocks the mind's concealed decree.

A maiden fair, by looks undone,
A tender knife, to steal the sun.
A sweet dagger, deep inside,
A sharp girl, nowhere to hide!
Oh, how fair, that cutting face,
Oh, how fair, in time and space,
By force and wile, a theft of soul,
A thief of heart, to make me whole.
Oh, met that girl, I'm blessed indeed,
The boy from the Ganges' creed,
Oh, eating paan from Varanasi,
Unlocks the mind's concealed decree.
Oh, eating paan from Varanasi,
Unlocks the mind's concealed decree.
Then wonders bloom, a vibrant art,
Straightening every crooked heart.
Oh, the boy from the Ganges shore,
Oh, the boy from the Ganges shore,
Oh, the boy from the Ganges shore.