koi preet ki reet bataa do hame
koi preet ki reet bataa do hame
koi mann ka meet mila do hame
koi aisa geet sunaa do hame
khil jaaye dil se dil ki kali
khil jaaye dil se dil ki kali
banvasi meet kaha jaane
banvasi meet kaha jaane
hum aisa geet kaha jaane
hum aisa geet kaha jaane

khil jaaye dil se dil ki kali
khil jaaye dil se dil ki kali
yaha dil ki kali to kabhi na khili
yaha dil ki kali to kabhi na khili
ye sab shehro ke dhande hai
ye hirs o hawas ke fande hai
hum to sailaani bande hai
hum preet ki reet kaha jaane
hum preet ki reet kaha jaane

dil jungle hi mein behalta hai
yaha husn pe ishq machalta hai
dil jungle hi mein behalta hai
yaha husn pe ishq machalta hai
yaha prem ka sagar chalta hai
yaha prem ka sagar chalta hai
hame preet ki reet bata de koi
hame aisa geet suna de koi
hame preet ki reet bata de koi
hame aisa geet sunaa de koi

khil jaaye dil se dil ki kali
khil jaaye dil se dil ki kali
yaha dil ki kali to kabhi na khili
yaha dil ki kali to kabhi na khili
pardesi preet kaha jane
pardesi preet kaha jane
hum aisa geet kaha jane
hum aisa geet kaha jane

khil jaaye dil se dil ki kali
khil jaaye dil se dil ki kali
yaha dil ki kali to kabhi na khili
yaha dil ki kali to kabhi na khili
ye sab shehro ke dhande hai
ye hirs o hawas ke fande hai
hum to sailani bande hai

Tell us, the ways of love, unveil,
Tell us, the ways of love, prevail.
Bring us a friend, within my soul,
Sing us a song, and make us whole.
May the heart’s bud, at last unfold,
May the heart’s bud, be brave and bold.
Where does the forest friend reside?
Where does the hidden love abide?
Such songs, alas, we do not know,
Such songs, alas, refuse to flow.

May the heart’s bud, at last unfold,
May the heart’s bud, be brave and bold.
Here, the heart's bud has never bloomed,
Here, the heart's bloom is entombed.
These are the city’s harsh demands,
These are the grips of lust's dark hands.
We, wanderers, forever roam,
The ways of love, we can’t call home.
The ways of love, we cannot claim,

The heart finds solace in the wood,
Where beauty’s dance, is misunderstood.
The heart finds solace in the wood,
Where beauty’s dance, is misconstrued.
Here, love’s own ocean, deep and wide,
Here, love's own ocean does abide.
Show us the ways of love's embrace,
Sing us a song of love's sweet grace,
Show us the ways of love's embrace,
Sing us a song of love's sweet grace.

May the heart’s bud, at last unfold,
May the heart’s bud, be brave and bold.
Here, the heart's bud has never bloomed,
Here, the heart's bloom is entombed.
Where does the stranger’s love reside?
Where does the stranger's love abide?
Such songs, alas, we do not know,
Such songs, alas, refuse to flow.

May the heart’s bud, at last unfold,
May the heart’s bud, be brave and bold.
Here, the heart's bud has never bloomed,
Here, the heart's bloom is entombed.
These are the city’s harsh demands,
These are the grips of lust's dark hands.
We, wanderers, forever roam.