Ae ri sakhi more piya ghar aaye,

Ae ri sakhi more piya ghar aaye,
bhaag lage usey aangan ko

O friend, the homecoming of my Beloved
has made this courtyard so perfectly blessed

Bal bal jaon main apne piya ke,
charan lagaayo nirdhan ko

To my Beloved, I bow a thousand times
for accepting at His feet, this unworthy self of mine

Main to khadi thi aas lagaaye,
mehndi, kajra, maang sajaaye

In deep longing I waited and waited,
with henna and flowers arranged

Dekh suratiya apne piya ki,
haar gayee main tan man ko

Glancing upon the Face of my Beloved,
lost I – my heart and my mind

Jiska piya sang beete saawan,
us dulhan ki rain suhaagan

Being in the Presence of the Beloved
makes the spring so much more beautiful

Jis saawan mein piya ghar naahi,
aag lage us saawan ko

And the spring that is spent without the Beloved,
may it turn to ashes, may it turn to ashes!

Ae ri sakhi mohe piya ghar aaye,
bhaag lage usey aangan ko

O friend, the homecoming of my Beloved
has made this courtyard so perfectly blessed.

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