LYRICS

rksgs tkuk gS ih dh uxfj;k xksfj;k

tkjh ckadh rw xqtfj;k rksjs lSa;k [kM+s nqvfj;k

rksgs ---

xksjh igys rw ?kwa?kV u [kksyuk

yk[k lSa;k cqyk, u cksyuk

R;kx fny dk lc xjc

djks lSa;k dk vnc

rc jkth jgsaxs lkaofj;k xksfj;k

rksgs tkuk ---

fd gqb cnuke l[kh vius vkB voxq.k ls

eksg dk eSy yxk /kksys 'kCn lkcqu ls

ckr ekuh ugha nhokuh cuh tokuh esa

ifo=k gkstk ugk vc Hkh izse ikuh esa

lqdeZ da?kh vjh dkfeuh rw ds'k esa yxk

R;kx dk el fcf/k \ dk rsy rw bl ru esa yxk

pkj lf[k;ksa ls pksVh xqaFkk ys

cky fc[kjs gSa twM+k ca/kk ys

eku esjk rw dgu X;ku xtjk dks igu

lr ds lsanqj ls Hkj ys fyyfj;k xksfj;k

tkjh ckadh ---

ekaFk esa fcafn;k dh fcanh csVgy dk Vhdk

ukd esa ykS dk yox  xqcslj usdh dk

ckgh esa cktwcan fou; dh cukbZ gks

dYi daxu  ls lwrks fHkr \\ rsjh dykbZ gks

[ksyh cpiu esa [kkyh rw xqfM+;k

HkbZ tokuh esa tgj dh iqfM+;k

rksjs [kkfrj xksjh

fi;k Hkstsa gSa iksjh \\

/kjh /kwfey rw djds pqufj;k xksfj;k

tkjh ----

lrh lqgkxu ukj pyh tk

lt /kt ds llqjkj pyh tk

,d ds mij usg yxkds

nqb dks fny ls nwj Hkxkds

rhuks fof/k lktu dks fj>k ds

pkj ds dka/ks vknj ikds

ikap ij csdkj pyh tk \

lrh lqgkxu ---

NBh gS D;ks ij nj ijokuk \
lkr jkst esa lcdks tkuk

vkB igj ykS mls yxkuk

ukS tokuh is er brjkuk

[kksy ds nloka }kj pyh tk

lrh lqgkxu ukj pyh tk ---

ekfyd ds njckj pyh tk

xqyke cu dj /kjk dne gS

mlh ls jkth gqvk lue gS

mls u xe gS oks csxe gSA

ckn'kkg dk ;gh gqdqe gS

ekfyd ds njckj pyh tk

cM+k eqf'dy gS fuxq.kZ dk xkuk

Nan I;kjs jfld us gS Nkuk

vkf[kjh erZck dgrh ckns 'kck

/kj ys lj ij rw xq.k dh xBfj;k xksfj;k

tkjh ckadh ----

You must go to your husband's home

He stands at the door waiting... 

Don't open your Ghunghat quickly

Don't go even if he calls you a hundred times

But if you keep your ego aside

And treat him with respect

Then you will be happy together

Sakhi is notorious for her eight bad qualities

Wash away the love of material things

Wash away the sins of your youth

Comb your hair with the comb of good deeds

Let the spirit of sacrifice oil your body

Let your friends plait your hair and make it neat

Wear flowers of wisdom in your hair

And the sindoor of truth in your maang 

Then be one with the lord...

Wear a bindi on your forehead

Ornaments of nobility

An amulet of humility

And a bracelet of all that is sacred

In your childhood you played with dolls

In your youth you were naughty

For you the lord has sent this palanquin

Dye your chunri the colour of the earth

Go be one with the lord

Go Sati Suhagan

Dress and go to your husband's home

In love with one

Without thinking of yourself as different from others

Enticing your lover

On the shoulder of four men

Go, be one with the lord
 

In seven days everyone  must go

Remember the lord eight times a day

Shed the pride of your youth

Leave, leave from the tenth door

Go O Sati Suhagan

Go to the house of the lord…

We come to this earth as the master's servant

He feels no sadness 
For that is the wish of the supreme God

Go to his durbar

It is difficult to sing  a Nirgun song

It is difficult to write its verse

The last words to you are

Keep the bundle of good deeds on your head

And go, go be one with the Lord...