ishq ki dhooni roz jalaaye uthta dhua to kese chhupaye
ho akhiya kare ji hazuri mange hai teri manzuri
kajra siyahi din rang jaye teri kasturi ren jagaye
man mast magan man mast magan bas tera nam dohraye
man mast magan man mast magan tera nam dohraye
chahe bhi to bhul na paye man mast magan
man mast magan bas tera na dohraye man mast magan
man mast magan tera nam dohraye

jogiya jog lagake makhra rog laga ke
ishq ki dhoni roz jalaye uthta dhua to kese chhupaye
man mast magan man mast magan bas tera nam dohraye
man mast magan man mast magan bas tera nam dohraye
chahe bhi to bhul na paye man mast magan
man mast magan bas tera nam dohraye man mast magan
man mast magan tera nam tera nam bas tera nam dohraye

odh ke dhani ri ki chadar aaya tere shehar mei ranjha tera
duniya zamana jhuta fsana jine marne ka wada sancha mera
ho shish-mehal na mujhko suhaye tujh sang sukhi roti bhaye
man mast magan man mast magan bas tera nam dohraye
man mast magan man mast magan bas tera nam dohraye
chahe bhi to bhul na paye man mast magan
man mast magan bas tera nam dohraye man mast magan
man mast magan tera nam dohrye

Each day, the furnace of love I ignite,
Smoke ascends, how can I hide from the light?
My eyes, they plead, a servant's art,
Begging your grace to fill my heart.
Kohl's dark ink, paints the day in hue,
Your musk, it wakes the night anew.

My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it whispers,
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it sings,
Though I try to forget,
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it calls,
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it rings.

A yogi's trance, a lover's ache,
Each day, the furnace of love I make,
Smoke ascends, how can I conceal?
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it whispers,
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it sings,
Though I try to forget,
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it calls,
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name, your name, it echoes.

Draped in the saffron of faith and truth,
I come to your city, my lover of youth,
The world, a tale, a fabricated scene,
My promise to live and die, ever keen.
No crystal palace can tempt my soul,
With you, dry bread makes me whole.
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it whispers,
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it sings,
Though I try to forget,
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it calls,
My soul's adrift,
My soul's adrift, your name it chants.