feeling blue feeling blue feeling blue
my heart says can not be true

jaane kya chaahe mann baawra
aankhiyan mere saawan chalaa

feeling blue feeling blue feeling blue
my heart says can not be true

saghan aanchal sada hor hove
sajan ansuvan mein kya jor hove
kya jor hove, apne jiya pe
mann to mora ye manchala
jaane kya chaahe mann baawra
aankhiyan mere saawan chalaa

pawan purva mein yun udta jaave
badra chanda se mann judta jaave
aave hawa ka, jhonka phir aisa
toote patang ki dor sa
jaane kya chaahe mann baawra
aankhiyan mere saawan chalaa

feeling blue feeling blue feeling blue
my heart says can not be true

Feeling the blue, the endless hue,
My heart whispers, "This can't be true."
What does this wandering spirit crave?
My eyes, a monsoon, to their grave.
Feeling the blue, a somber view,
My heart whispers, "This can't be true."

A cloak of shadows, ever near,
My love, my tears, what do they smear?
What power has, upon my soul,
This heart that roams, beyond control?
What does this wandering spirit crave?
My eyes, a monsoon, to their grave.

East winds surge, I take my flight,
My soul entwined with moon's soft light.
Then comes a gust, a sudden breeze,
Like a lost kite, adrift through trees.
What does this wandering spirit crave?
My eyes, a monsoon, to their grave.

Feeling the blue, the mournful plea,
My heart whispers, "This can't be true."