panchhi baawra
panchhi baawra
chand se prit lagaye
chand se prit lagaye
panchhi baawra
chand se prit lagaye
chand se prit lagaye

saya dekh nadi me murakh
phula nahi samaye
saya dekh nadi me murakh
phula nahi samaye
wo harjaai taaro ke sang
wo harjaai taaro ke sang
apni rass rachaye
chand se prit lagaye
panchhi baawra

kaun bataye tujhe chakora
kaun bataye tujhe chakora
gore man ke kaale
kaun bataye tujhe chakora
gore man ke kaale
jyun-jyun prit badhayega tu
jyun-jyun prit badhayega tu
tyun-tyun wo ghat jaye
chand se prit lagaye
panchhi baawra
chand se prit lagaye
chand se prit lagaye
panchhi baawra

A foolish bird,
a foolish bird,
loves the moon.
Loves the moon.
A foolish bird,
loves the moon.
Loves the moon.

Sees a shadow in the river, fool,
swells with boundless glee.
Sees a shadow in the river, fool,
swells with boundless glee.
That fickle one, with the stars,
that fickle one, with the stars,
plays its games.
Loves the moon,
a foolish bird.

Who will tell you, O Chakora,
who will tell you, O Chakora,
of the dark in the fair heart?
Who will tell you, O Chakora,
of the dark in the fair heart?
The more you love,
the more it wanes.
Loves the moon,
a foolish bird.
Loves the moon,
loves the moon.
A foolish bird.