are kuch nahi, kuch nahi, are kuch nahi, kuch nahi
phir kuch nahi bhata, jab rog ye lag jata
main hu prem rogi
main hu prem rogi meri dava to karao
main hu prem rogi meri dava to karao
jao jao kisi vaid ko bulao, main hu prem rogi
phir kuch nahi bhata, jab rog ye lag jata
main hu prem rogi meri dava to karao
main hu prem rogi

kuch samjha aur kuch samajh na paya
kuch samjha aur kuch samajh na paya, dil wale ka dil bhar aaya
aur kabhi socha jaayega, kya kuch khoya kya kuch paya
ja tan laage vo tan jaane
ja tan laage vo tan jaane, aisi hain is rog ki maya
meri is halat ko, ha meri is halat ko najar na lagao
meri is halat ko najar na lagao
o jao jao kisi vaid ko bulao, main hu prem rogi

soch raha hu jag kya hota
soch raha hu jag kya hota, isme agar ye pya na hota
mausam ka ehsas na hota, gul gulshan gulzaar na hota
hone ko kuch bhi hota par
hone ko kuch bhi hota par, ye sundar sansar na hota
mere in khayalo me, mere in khayalo me tum bhi dub jaao
mere in khayalo me tum bhi dub jaao
jao jao kisi vaid ko bulao, main hu prem rogi,

yaaro hai wo kismat wala, prem rog jise lag jata hai
sukh-dukh ka use hosh nahi nai, apni lau main ram jata hai
har pal khud hi khud hasta hai, har pal khud hi khud rota hai
ye rog lailaaj sahi, phir bhi kuch karao
o jaao jaao jaao, are jaao jaao jaao
mere vaid ko bulao, mera ilaaj karao
aur nahi koi toh mere yaar ko bulao
o jaao jaao jao mere dildar ko bulao
o jaao jaao jao mere yaar ko bulao
main hu prem rogi

Nothingness, nothingness, a void, a void,
When this malady descends, nothing holds,
I am love's sick one,
I am love's sick one, find my cure,
I am love's sick one, find my cure,
Go, go, summon a physician, I am love's sick one,
When this malady descends, nothing holds,
I am love's sick one, find my cure,
I am love's sick one.

I understood, yet understood not,
I understood, yet understood not, the heart's deluge,
And pondering, what was lost, what was gained,
Only the wounded knows the wound,
Only the wounded knows the wound, such is this malady's weave,
Do not, oh, do not, cast an eye on my state,
Do not, oh, do not, cast an eye on my state,
Go, go, summon a physician, I am love's sick one.

I ponder, what would the world be,
I ponder, what would the world be, without love's grace,
Without the season's touch, without the bloom,
Anything could be, yet,
Anything could be, yet, this beauty would not exist,
In these musings of mine, let yourselves be lost,
In these musings of mine, let yourselves be lost,
Go, go, summon a physician, I am love's sick one.

Blessed is he, oh friends,
Whom love's sickness has embraced,
Unaware of joy and sorrow, immersed in his own flame,
Laughing with himself each moment, weeping with himself each moment,
Though incurable, yet do something,
Oh go, go, go, ah go, go, go,
Summon my physician, find my cure,
And if not, call my beloved,
Oh go, go, go, call my heart's desire,
Oh go, go, go, call my friend,
I am love's sick one.