mujhe bawri bawri log kahe
mujhe bawri bawri log kahe
mai geet piya ke gaati hu
mai geet piya ke gaati hu

mai meea hu wo girdhar hai
sab duniya ko ye sunati hu
sab duniya ko ye sunati hu

mora tan hai kahi mora man hai kahi
mora tan hai kahi mora man hai kahi
mai hu kahi more nain kahi
in naino me pi bin koi nahi
in naino me
in naino me pi bin koi nahi
mai jogan pi ki kahati hu
mai jogan pi ki kahati hu
mujhe bawri bawri log kahe
mai geet piya ke gaati hu
mai geet piya ke gaati hu

koi thikana na koi desh
phirti hu gaati desh bidesh
koi thikana na koi desh
phirti hu gaati desh bidesh
inhi nain me leke pi ka sandesh
inhi nain me leke pi ka sandesh
mai nain piya se lagati hu
mai nain piya se lagati hu
mujhe bawri bawri log kahe
mai geet piya ke gaati hu
mai geet piya ke gaati hu

more man me lagi hai pi ki lagan
more man me lagi hai pi ki lagan
nas nas me base hai rasile sajan
nas nas me base hai rasile sajan
jab tadpe hai un bin mora man
jab tadpe hai un bin mora man
mai piya piya hi gaati hu
mai piya piya hi gaati hu
mujhe bawri bawri log kahe
mai geet piya ke gaati hu
mai geet piya ke gaati hu

They call me mad, they call me mad,
A wandering soul, they say.
I sing the songs of my Beloved,
His name, my heart's display.
I am Mira, He is the mountain lifter,
This truth, I proclaim to all the world,
proclaim to all the world.

My body dwells here, my mind, elsewhere,
My very self, a scattered plea.
My eyes, they wander, seeking Him,
And in these eyes, none dwells but He,
But Him,
But Him.
I am the yogini, His devotee,
they call me mad, they call me mad,
I sing the songs of my Beloved,
His name, my heart's display.

No earthly home, no promised land,
I wander, singing through every place.
No earthly home, no promised land,
I wander, singing through every place.
And in these eyes, His message bright,
And in these eyes, His message bright,
I fix my gaze, on my Beloved's face.
They call me mad, they call me mad,
I sing the songs of my Beloved,
His name, my heart's display.

In my heart, the Beloved's fire,
In every vein, the sweet Lover resides.
In my heart, the Beloved's fire,
In every vein, the sweet Lover resides.
When I yearn for Him, my heart takes flight,
When I yearn for Him, my heart takes flight,
I sing His name, and only Him,
I sing His name, and only Him,
They call me mad, they call me mad,
I sing the songs of my Beloved,
His name, my heart's display.