ori hawa dhire se chal sota hai munna hamara
jhule me kaisa tim tim kare maa ke nasibo ka tara
o ho sota hai munna hamara
ori hawa dhire se chal sota hai munna hamara

chup ho gaya rote rote
jage nahi sote sote rahna kadam roke
bhola hai ye najuk hai ye upar se hai besahara
ori hawa dhire se chal sota hai munna hamara

tanha ise chhod kar ke mummy gayi ban sawar ke
nikli hai yu ghar se jaise ke ye apna nahi
duja hai koi bechara ori hawa dhire se chal
sota hai munna hamara

hoti hai mamta diwani duniya jo kahti kahani
ye uski nadani maine to aaj dekha yaha
bilkul hi ulta najara
ori hawa dhire se chal sota hai munna hamara
jhule me kaisa tim tim kare maa ke nasibo ka tara
o ho sota hai munna hamara
ori hawa dhire se chal sota hai munna hamara

Gentle wind, softly blow, my darling sleeps now.
In the cradle, he shines, a star of his mother's fate.
Oh, sleeps my darling now.
Gentle wind, softly blow, my darling sleeps now.

He silenced his cries,
May he not awaken, may slumber hold his steps.
Innocent, fragile, and seemingly forsaken.
Gentle wind, softly blow, my darling sleeps now.

Leaving him, adorned, his mother departs,
From the house, as if he weren't her own.
Another's child, poor thing. Gentle wind, softly blow,
My darling sleeps now.

They speak of a mother's madness, the world’s tale,
Their folly I see, for today, here,
A reversal of all I know.
Gentle wind, softly blow, my darling sleeps now.
In the cradle, he shines, a star of his mother's fate.
Oh, sleeps my darling now.
Gentle wind, softly blow, my darling sleeps now.