darshan do ghanshyam nath mori, ankhiya pyasi re
darshan do ghanshyam nath mori, ankhiya pyasi re
darshan do ghanshyam
man mandir ki jyot jaga do
man mandir ki jyot jaga do
ghat ghat basi re, darshan do ghanshyam

mandir mandir murat teri
phir bhi naa dikhe surat teri
mandir mandir murat teri
phir bhi naa dikhe surat teri
yug beete na ai milan ki
puranamasi re, darshan do ghanshyam

dwaar daya ka jab tu khole
pancham sur me gunga bole
dwaar daya ka jab tu khole
pancham sur me gunga bole
andha dekhe langda chal kar
pahunche kasi re, darshan do ghanshyam

pani pi kar pyas bujhaun
nainan ko kaise samjhaaun
aankh michauli chhodo ab
man ke basi re
darshan do ghanshyam nath mori, ankhiya pyasi re
darshan do ghanshyam

Grant me vision, Dark Lord of the Clouds, my eyes yearn.
Grant me vision, Dark Lord of the Clouds, my eyes yearn.
Grant me vision.

Ignite the lamp within my heart's temple,
Ignite the lamp within my heart's temple,
Dwelling in every soul, grant me vision.

In every temple, your form resides,
Yet your true face remains unseen.
In every temple, your form resides,
Yet your true face remains unseen.
Ages pass, and union's night,
remains unfulfilled, grant me vision.

When you open the door of compassion,
The mute sings in the fifth note's sway.
When you open the door of compassion,
The mute sings in the fifth note's sway.
The blind see, the lame walk,
And reach Kashi, grant me vision.

I quench thirst with water's embrace,
But how to soothe these yearning eyes?
Cast aside this game of hide-and-seek,
Dwelling within my heart,
Grant me vision, Dark Lord of the Clouds, my eyes yearn.
Grant me vision.