ishq nachaaye jisko yaar, ishq nachaaye jisko yaar
ishq nachaaye jisko yaar,
woh phir naache bich bazaar, woh phir naache bich bazaar

ishq kare jisko bimaar, ishq kare jisko bimaar
uspe dava-daroo bekaar, uspe dava-daroo bekaar
woh phir nache bich bazaar
ishq nachaaye jisko yaar, ishq nachaaye jisko yaar

ishq mein jo chhod e gharbaar, ishq mein jo chhod e gharbaar
usake gale mein prit ka haar, usake gale mein prit ka haar
woh phir naache bich bazaar
ishq nachaaye jisko yaar, ishq nachaaye jisko yaar

ishq ki kimat jaan aur dil, ishq ki kimat jaan aur dil
ishq na ban paaye vaiopaar, ishq na ban paaye vaiopaar
woh phir naache bich bazar
ishq nachaaye jisko yaar, ishq nachaaye jisko yaar

raahi kalandar kehta hai, raahi kalandar kehta hai
ishq khuda ka hai darbaar, ishq khuda ka hai darbaar
ishq khuda ka hai darbaar, woh phir naache bich bazaar
ishq nachaaye jisko yaar, ishq nachaaye jisko yaar

ishq nachaaye jisko yaar, ishq nachaaye jisko yaar
ishq nachaaye jisko yaar
woh phir naache bich bazaar, woh phir naache bich bazaar

The Beloved's touch, a dancer's call,
The Beloved's touch, enchants us all.
In markets wide, they sway and twirl,
The Beloved's touch, in the world's swirl.

Love's fever burns, a searing brand,
No cure exists, by mortal hand.
In markets wide, their bodies bend,
The Beloved's touch, until the end.

Forsaking all, for love's embrace,
A garland woven, time and space.
In markets wide, their spirits rise,
The Beloved's touch, in gazing eyes.

The soul's true worth, love's sacred art,
No trade can hold, this beating heart.
In markets wide, their shadows flee,
The Beloved's touch, eternally.

Rahi Qalandar speaks the truth,
Love's kingdom, God, in endless youth.
In markets wide, the dancers spin,
The Beloved's touch, where life begins.

The Beloved's touch, a dancer's call,
The Beloved's touch, enchants us all.
The Beloved's touch, eternally,
In markets wide, for all to see.