suni padi re sitar
suni padi re sitar
mera ke jivan ki
suni padi re sitar
kitni gahri nind me
so gayi taro ke jhankar
mera ke jivan ki
suni padi re sitar

kitni gahri nind me
so gayi taro ke jhankar
mera ke jivan ki
suni padi re sitar

meri sakhi ka geet adhura
kaun karega re ab pura
meri sakhi ka geet adhura
kaun karega re ab pura
giridhar-nagar kya naa sunoge
giridhar-nagar kya naa sunoge
piyu-piyu ki pukar
piyu-piyu ki pukar

mera ke jivan ki
suni padi re sitaar
mera ke jivan ki
suni padi re sitar

The sitar weeps, vacant and still,
A silence echoes, where music did thrill.
Of Mira's life, a mournful decree,
The sitar weeps, empty for thee.

In slumber deep, the strings now reside,
Their vibrant song, a forgotten tide.
Of Mira's life, a desolate plea,
The sitar weeps, empty for thee.

My friend's sweet song, unfinished, forlorn,
Who now will sing it, till a new morn?
My friend's sweet song, tragically done,
Who'll weave the melody, for everyone?
Giridhar, dear Lord, will you not heed?
Giridhar, dear Lord, a desperate need?
The cry of 'beloved', a yearning so deep,
The cry of 'beloved', secrets to keep.

Of Mira's life, the sitar's despair,
A hollow echo, hanging in the air.
Of Mira's life, the sitar's lament,
A poignant story, divinely sent.