o re sajanwa
o re sajanwa sagar me kyu aate hai tufan
pyasi dhara chand ko chahe tere mere saman
o rama ho ri sajaniya
o ri sajaniya kya hoti hai sawan ki pahchan
badra sang chale purwaiya tere mere saman
o rama ho

tu mera majhi hai mai teri nayya hu
o dede tu sahara majhi kinara banake baho ko
dilo ke milne se jamana jalta hai
o mohe dar lage ye bairi roke hamari rah
dunia se dar ke mai na rahungi
sare bandhan tod dungi teri chah me
o ri sajaniya
o ri sajaniya kya hoti hai sawan ki pahchan
badra sang chale purwaiya tere mere saman
o rama ho

mere man angan pe tu aise barsi hai
ho jaise dharti pe kali nirali
ghata rim jhim barse
mera dil kahta hai mai tere ang saiyan
ho aise lag jaau
ke jaise nadi ka milan ho sagar se
ho wada kiya to kar ke nibhana
khusbu ban ke muskurna meri rah me
o re sajanwa
o re sajanwa sagar me kyu aate hai tufan
pyasi dhara chand ko chahe tere mere saman
o rama ho o ri sajaniya
o ri sajaniya kya hoti hai sawan ki pahchan
badra sang chale purwaiya tere mere saman
o rama

Oh, my beloved,
Oh, my beloved, why do storms rage in the sea?
A thirsty stream desires the moon, as you and I.
Oh Rama, oh my beloved,
Oh my beloved, what is the mark of the monsoon's reign?
Clouds and eastern winds journey together, like you and I.
Oh Rama, oh...

You are my boatman, I am your vessel, adrift,
Oh, give me support, boatman, make shores of your arms.
The world burns at the meeting of hearts,
Oh, I fear these foes will bar our way.
Fearing the world, I will not stay,
I'll break all bonds for your desire.
Oh, my beloved,
Oh my beloved, what is the mark of the monsoon's reign?
Clouds and eastern winds journey together, like you and I.
Oh Rama, oh...

You have rained on the courtyard of my heart,
As the dark, strange clouds fall upon the earth,
Dripping, drizzling, the clouds descend.
My heart says I am your body, my love,
Oh, I will cling to you so,
As a river merges with the sea.
Oh, if a promise is made, fulfill it,
Become a fragrance, and smile upon my path.
Oh, my beloved,
Oh, my beloved, why do storms rage in the sea?
A thirsty stream desires the moon, as you and I.
Oh Rama, oh my beloved,
Oh my beloved, what is the mark of the monsoon's reign?
Clouds and eastern winds journey together, like you and I.
Oh Rama, oh...