suno meri manovyatha suno meri manovyatha
jiwan nath tum ho
sur muni man sukh data kyu aise vimukh hue ho
sur muni man sukh data kyu aise vimukh hue ho
tyag sakoge hamko sanmukh aao bolo he kya
tyag sakoge mujko sanmukh aao bolo he
sur muni man sukh data kyu aise vimukh hue ho

kanha ji dukh dard se mere parwat pighal gaye
kanha ji dukh dard se mere parwat pighal gaye
naynan me dukh jal dhar umade barse
sukh gaye mandir dware meera pukare mat hamko bisrao
karuna karo aao karuna karo aao
mat hamko bisrao karuna karo aao
pati mere girdhari karuna karo aao
mat hamko bisrao karuna karo aao
mat hamko bisrao karuna karo aao
mat hamko bisrao karuna karo aao
mat hamko bisrao

dwarka puri raja chhodo mat meera ko
darsan hit mai tarsu mat ab
meera ki antim arzi tum mat bisrao

Listen, to the ache that dwells within, listen to the ache.
You are the Lord of Life, the giver of joy to gods and sages.
Why have you turned your face away?
If you can forsake us, come forth, speak, oh speak!
You, who bring joy to gods and sages, why have you turned away?

Krishna, by the pain of my heart, mountains have melted.
Krishna, by the pain of my heart, mountains have melted.
Tears, a deluge, have gathered and fallen from my eyes.
The temple doors have withered, Mira cries out, do not forget us.
Have mercy, come, have mercy, come.
Do not forget us, have mercy, come.
My husband, Girdhari, have mercy, come.
Do not forget us, have mercy, come.
Do not forget us, have mercy, come.
Do not forget us, have mercy, come.
Do not forget us.

Leave the kingdom of Dwarka, leave it, do not abandon Mira.
I yearn for your vision now.
Mira's final plea, do not forget.