aashiqo ka kafila
ye aashiqo ka kafila
ye aashiqo ka kafila
ye mastiyo se khelta
chalta jhumta hua jo ye chaman hai ga raha
jo ye chaman hai ga raha
jo ye chaman hai ga raha
jo ye chaman hai ga raha

badlo me chand hai angdayia si le raha
badlo me chand hai angdayia si le raha
paigam mastiyo ka hai, sare jaha ko de raha
paigam mastiyo ka hai, sare jaha ko de raha
sare jaha ko de raha
sare jaha ko de raha
do din ki ye jawaniya do din ki ye kahaniya
do din ki ye jawaniya do din ki ye kahaniya
do din ki ye bahar hai wo sabko hai suna raha
do din ki ye bahar hai wo sabko hai suna raha
aashiqo ka kafila ye aashiqo ka kafila
ye aashiqo ka kafila
ye mastiyo se khelta

kuch to bolti najar ye dil kyu bekarar hai
kuch to bolti najar ye dil kyu bekarar hai
ye dil kyu bekarar hai
ye dil kyu bekarar hai
husn ke garur me ye ishk ki kataar hai
husn ke garur me ye ishk ki kataar hai
ye zindagi ke saz pe
ye zindagi ke saz pe
ye ras bhar aawaaj me
ada se aur yaad se hai kaun gunguna raha
ada se aur yaad se hai kaun gunguna raha
aashiqo ka kafila
ye aashiqo ka kafila
ye aashiqo ka kafila
ye mastiyo se khelta
chalta jhumta hua jo ye chaman hai ga raha
jo ye chaman hai ga raha
jo ye chaman hai ga raha
jo ye chaman hai ga raha

The caravan of lovers,
this caravan of lovers,
this caravan of lovers,
plays with ecstasy,
moving, swaying, the garden sings,
the garden sings,
the garden sings,
the garden sings.

The moon in the clouds, stretching, yawning,
the moon in the clouds, stretching, yawning,
a message of joy, it gives to the world,
a message of joy, it gives to the world,
gives to the world,
gives to the world.
These two days of youth, these two days of tales,
these two days of youth, these two days of tales,
this two-day spring, it proclaims to all,
this two-day spring, it proclaims to all,
The caravan of lovers, this caravan of lovers,
this caravan of lovers,
plays with ecstasy.

Why is the heart restless, the eyes speak volumes?
Why is the heart restless, the eyes speak volumes?
Why is the heart restless?
Why is the heart restless?
In the pride of beauty, a line of love,
In the pride of beauty, a line of love,
On the instrument of life,
On the instrument of life,
in a voice full of nectar,
with grace and memory, who is humming?
with grace and memory, who is humming?
The caravan of lovers,
this caravan of lovers,
this caravan of lovers,
plays with ecstasy,
moving, swaying, the garden sings,
the garden sings,
the garden sings,
the garden sings.