more ram re tori nagri ajab virani
tori nagri ajab virani
jhilmil maya ki chaadariya odhe bani diwani
more ram re tori nagri ajab virani
tori nagri ajab virani

nayan nayan se preet lagaye deepak jale patanga
rup rang ki is kaya par nach raha nar nanga
re murkh ye kanchan kaya mati me mil jani
more ram re tori nagri ajab virani
tori nagri ajab virani

tinke chun chun mahal banaya
log kahe ghar mera
na ghar tera na ghar mera chidiya rain basera
thi jo kal tak rani ghar ki aaj hui begani
more ram re tori nagri ajab virani
tori nagri ajab virani

My Ram, Your city, a strange desolation,
A strange desolation.
Shimmering illusion, a cloak of madness worn,
My Ram, Your city, a strange desolation,
A strange desolation.

Eye to eye, love ignites, a moth to the flame,
On this form of flesh, a naked dance of shame.
O fool, this golden form, to dust it shall return,
My Ram, Your city, a strange desolation,
A strange desolation.

Bit by bit, a palace built,
And they call it mine, this shell.
Neither yours, nor mine, a bird's night fell,
The queen of yesterday, a stranger now forlorn.
My Ram, Your city, a strange desolation,
A strange desolation.