shahanai baji tere ghar mein
shahanai baji tere ghar mein
aur mere ghar mein maatam hai
meri maut ka jashn manane laga
meri maut ka jashn manane laga
bada zaalim mera humdam hai
shahanai baji tere ghar mein
aur mere ghar mein maatam hai
shahanai baji

lo mehandi racha kar hatho pe
meri laash pe dilbar aaya hai
lo mehandi racha kar hatho pe
meri laash pe dilbar aaya hai
roya na wo baitha paas mere
meri maut ka usko kyaa gham hai
shahanai baji tere ghar mein
aur mere ghar mein maatam hai
shahanai baji tere ghar mein

main zinda tha to mil na saka
ab kabr pe meri aaya hai
main zinda tha to mil na saka
ab kabr pe meri aaya hai
main kafan mein wo shaadi ke jode
ye kaisa milan ka mausam hai
shahanai baji tere ghar mein
aur mere ghar mein maatam hai
shahanai baji tere ghar mein

dil ki dhadkan ka saaz ruka
aur jism ki garmi khatam huyi
dil ki dhadkan ka saaz ruka
aur jism ki garmi khatam huyi
saanso ki maala tut gayi
ab dard bhara ek aalam hai
shahanai baji tere ghar mein
aur mere ghar mein maatam hai
meri maut ka jashn manane laga
meri maut ka jashn manane laga
bada zaalim mera humdam hai
shahanai baji tere ghar mein
shahanai baji tere ghar mein
shahanai baji tere ghar mein
shahanai baji tere ghar mein

The shehnai weeps in your halls,
While mourning dwells within my walls.
They celebrate the end of me,
My death, a joyous revelry.
My cruel beloved, so it seems,
The shehnai weeps in your dreams.

With henna stained upon her hand,
She comes to view my lifeless land.
With henna stained upon her hand,
She comes to view my lifeless sand.
She sheds no tear, beside my tomb,
My death holds not a hint of gloom.
The shehnai weeps in your halls,
While mourning dwells within my walls.
The shehnai sings in your halls.

When living, we could not unite,
Now, at my grave, she brings her light.
When living, we could not unite,
Now, at my grave, she brings her light.
I in a shroud, she, wedding dressed,
What strange reunion, love possessed.
The shehnai weeps in your halls,
While mourning dwells within my walls.
The shehnai sings in your halls.

The heart's instrument, now still and cold,
The body's warmth, forever old.
The heart's instrument, now still and cold,
The body's warmth, forever told.
The breath's thread severed, life undone,
A world of pain, the setting sun.
The shehnai weeps in your halls,
While mourning dwells within my walls.
They celebrate the end of me,
My death, a joyous revelry.
My cruel beloved, so it seems,
The shehnai weeps in your dreams.
The shehnai sings in your halls.
The shehnai sings in your halls.
The shehnai sings in your halls.
The shehnai sings in your halls.