kaashi dekhi mathuraa dekhi dekhe tirath saare
kahi na man kaa mit milaa to aayaa tere dvaare

tere dvaar khadaa ek jogi
tere dvaar khadaa ek jogi
na maange yah sonaa chaandi maange darshan devi
tere dvaar khadaa ek jogi

duniyaa se mukh modaa tere liye jag chhod aa
chhod diyaa ghar-baar
duniyaa se mukh modaa tere liye jag chhod aa
chhod diyaa ghar-baar
ban-ban chhaanaa maine, tujhe devi maanaa maine
sun le meri pukar sun le meri pukaar
na maange yah sonaa chaandi maange darshan devi
tere dvaar khadaa ek jogi

karake jatan aayaa, man me agan laayaa
akhiyo me darshan-pyaas
karake jatan aayaa, man me agan laayaa
akhiyo me darshan-pyaas
prit ki bhikshaa, prem ki dikshaa
maang rahaa yah daas maang rahaa yah daas
na maange yah sonaa chaandi maange darshan devi
tere dvaar khadaa ek jogi

I have seen Kashi, I have seen Mathura,
I've wandered through every sacred grove,
But my heart's companion, I found nowhere,
So I came to your door, to your love.

At your gate, a mendicant stands,
At your gate, a seeker in wait,
He asks not for gold, nor for worldly lands,
Only your grace to elevate.

I turned my back on the world, for you I left all,
Forsaking home, family, ties,
I have roamed the earth, heeding your call,
And in you, my soul finds its skies.
Hear my plea, O listen to me,
At your gate, a seeker in wait,
He asks not for gold, nor for worldly fee,
Only your grace to elevate.

With effort I've come, with fire in my soul,
My eyes yearning for your divine sight,
My soul's deep hunger, to make me whole,
A thirst for the day and the night.
A beggar of love, a disciple of grace,
Begging for love from your throne,
At your gate, a seeker in this place,
He asks not for gold, but for you alone.