tikhi tikhi nukili si bunde
bahke bahke se badal wo ninde
git gaati hawa me, gungunaati ghata me
bhig gaya mera man
bhig gaya mera man

ho mastiyo ke ghut pi, shokhiyo me tair ja
ishq ki galiyo me aa, in palo me thahar ja
rab ka hai ye aaina, shakal ha isko dikha
zindagi ghud dod hai, do ghadi lele maza
chamke chamke ye jharno ke dhare
tan pe malmal si padti fuhare
ped hai manchale se, patte hai chulbule se
bhig gaya mera man
bhig gaya mera man

ho dagmagati chandni, hans rahi hai josh me
aur patange ga rahe, ha raat maal kosh me
banke nache behaya, besharm pagli hawa
zindagi milke gale, hans rahi de de dua
barse barse re ambar ka pani
jisko pi pi ke dharti diwani
khilkhilane lagi hai, muskurane lagi hai
bhig gaya mera man
bhig gaya mera man
bhig gaya mera man
bhig gaya mera man

Sharp, piercing drops, like tiny spears,
Drunken clouds, the sleep it veers.
In the singing wind, in murmuring skies,
My soul is soaked, where longing lies.
My soul is soaked.

Drink deep the draughts of joyous play,
Swim free in flights of fancy's way.
Come to love's winding, hidden street,
In these sweet moments, find your feet.
This mirror holds the Divine's face,
Show it your form, with time and grace.
Life is a race, a fevered chase,
Seize the delight, the fleeting space.
Sparkling, shimmering, the waterfalls flow,
On my skin, a muslin, gentle show.
Trees, mischievous, with leaves so free,
My soul is soaked, eternally.
My soul is soaked.

The moon sways, laughter in the air,
Kites sing, in the night's deep prayer.
Dance shameless, wild, the impish breeze,
Life embraces, offering ease.
Let the sky's rain, pour and pour,
Which the earth drinks, and asks for more.
She begins to laugh, in joyful grace,
My soul is soaked, in this sacred space.
My soul is soaked.
My soul is soaked.