lukda phirda main ton lake yaariya
lukda phirda main ton lake yaariya
bhaida na khole dil de dhohe bariya
lukda phirda main ton lake yaariya
bhaida na khole dil de dhohe bariya
kar minta haari ya, tere zimewaariya
mere sir ton vaar de,
do gallan pyaariya ho ho

lukda phirda main ton lake yaariya
bhaida na khole dil de bhohe bariya
lukda phirda main ton lake yaariya
bhaida na khole dil de bhohe bariya
kar minta haari ya, tere zimewariya
mere sir to vaar de,
do galla pyaariya ho ho

yaara puri yaari la
yaara puri yaari la
na kacchi pakki jod
na kacchi pakki jod
ya te duniyadari chad de
ya mera dil mod!

yaara puri yaari la
na kacchi pakki jod
ya te duniyadari chad de
ya mera dil mod
mai ki ki apne, dil te gujareya
mere dil ton vaar de
do gallan pyaariya


ni nan pranaaa
ni nan jeva
yaara puri yaari la
yaaraa, yaaraa, yaara, yaara
yaara puri yaari la
na kacchi pakki jod
na kacchi pakki jod
ya te duniyadari chad de
ya te duniyadari chad de
ya mera dil mod!

lukda phirda mai to
lake yariya yariya
bhaida na khole dil de
bhohe bariya bariya
lukda phirda main ton
lake yariya yariya
bhaida na khole dil de
bhohe bariya bariya
kar minta haari ya
tere zimewariya
mere sir to vaar de,
do galla pyariya ho ho

Hiding, I am, from your friendship's snare,
Hiding, I am, from your friendship's snare,
Not baring the wounds my heart must bear.
Hiding, I am, from your friendship's snare,
Not baring the wounds my heart must bear.
Entreating the losses, your burdens to share,
Cast from my head, two sweet words of prayer.

Hiding, I am, from your friendship's snare,
Hiding, I am, from your friendship's snare,
Not baring the wounds my heart must bear.
Hiding, I am, from your friendship's snare,
Not baring the wounds my heart must bear.
Entreating the losses, your burdens to share,
Cast from my head, two sweet words of prayer.

Friend, complete your bond, friend, complete your bond,
Don't weave a friendship, half-done and fond,
Either abandon the world, or return my heart.

Friend, complete your bond, don't weave a friendship, half-done and fond,
Either abandon the world, or return my heart.
What I've endured, the heart's passing shows,
From my heart, cast two sweet words, as it goes.

Ni Nan Prana, Ni Nan Jewa
Friend, complete your bond, friend, friend, friend, friend
Friend, complete your bond, don't weave a friendship, half-done and fond,
Don't weave a friendship, half-done and fond.
Either abandon the world,
Either abandon the world, or return my heart.

Hiding, I am, from your friendship's snare,
Not baring the wounds my heart must bear.
Hiding, I am, from your friendship's snare,
Not baring the wounds my heart must bear.
Entreating the losses, your burdens to share,
Cast from my head, two sweet words of prayer.