hamse raha naahi jaaye
muraliya ke dhun sun ke
hamse raha naahi jaaye
muraliya ke dhun sun ke
hamse raha naahi jaaye

bina basant ke phule ek phul
bina basant ke phule ek phul
bhaunvra sada bulaye
aa aa aa aa
hamse raha naahi jaaye
muraliya ke dhun sun ke
hamse raha naahi jaaye
muraliya ke dhun sun ke
hamse raha naahi jaaye

gagan garje bijuli chamke
gagan garje bijuli chamke
uthati ye hilore
hamse raha naahi jaaye
muraliya ke dhun sun ke
hamse raha naahi jaaye
muraliya ke dhun sun ke
hamse raha naahi jaaye

kaari lagi tahan man pahuncha
kaari lagi tahan man pahuncha
gaye be bhuja fahraye
aa aa aa aa
hamse raha naahi jaaye
muraliya ke dhun sun ke
hamse raha naahi jaaye
muraliya ke dhun sun ke
hamse raha naahi jaaye

The longing burns, a restless fire,
Hearing the flute's ethereal choir.
The longing burns, it cannot cease,
Hearing the flute's sweet, haunting peace.
The longing burns, it will not rest.

A flower blooms, bereft of spring's embrace,
A flower blooms, in an empty space,
The honeybee, a constant plea,
Calls out to it eternally.
Oh, the longing burns, it cannot cease,
Hearing the flute's sweet, haunting peace.
The longing burns, it will not rest.

The heavens roar, the lightning's flash,
The heavens roar, a sudden crash,
As waves of yearning start to rise,
Within the soul, before my eyes.
Oh, the longing burns, it cannot cease,
Hearing the flute's sweet, haunting peace.
The longing burns, it will not rest.

The darkness falls, the heart takes flight,
The darkness falls, into the light,
The heart arrives, where it must be,
With open arms, wild and free.
Oh, the longing burns, it cannot cease,
Hearing the flute's sweet, haunting peace.
The longing burns, it will not rest.