o paataal ke raja
mera dukhda sun lo raja
mere aansu kar lo kabul
main tumhaare hi ghar ka hun beta
ise dhul kahun main shul
ise dhul kahun main shul

mera bichhda babul pyaara
meri ma ko bhagy ne mara
is dukh ki ghadi me tumse
main maangne aaya sahaara
jara apni baanhe badha do
main in par jaaun jhul
main tumhaare hi ghar ka hun beta
ise dhul kahun main shul
ise dhul kahun main shul

mujh par hai nasiba rutha
mujh par dukh parwat tuta
mere base basaaye ghar ko
ek naag lutere ne luta
ek praan ki kimat tumse
main karne aaya vasul
main tumhaare hi ghar ka hun beta
ise dhul kahun main shul
ise dhul kahun main shul
mera dukhda sun lo raja
mere aansu kar lo kabul
main tumhaare hi ghar ka hun beta
ise dhul kahun main shul
ise dhul kahun main shul

O King of the Underworld,
Hear my sorrow, O King,
Accept these tears of mine.
I am a son of your house,
Shall I call this dust a thorn?
Shall I call this dust a thorn?

My beloved father is parted from me,
Fate has struck down my mother.
In this hour of grief, from you
I come seeking support.
Reach out your arms, just a little,
That I might swing on them.
I am a son of your house,
Shall I call this dust a thorn?
Shall I call this dust a thorn?

Fortune has turned its face from me,
Mountains of sorrow have fallen on me.
My well-established home
A serpent-thief has plundered.
For the price of a life, from you,
I come seeking recompense.
I am a son of your house,
Shall I call this dust a thorn?
Shall I call this dust a thorn?

Hear my sorrow, O King,
Accept these tears of mine.
I am a son of your house,
Shall I call this dust a thorn?
Shall I call this dust a thorn?