suno sunaaye ek kahani
jab aati hai rut pe javani, tab banati hai prem kahani
prem kahani me ek ladka hota hai, ek ladki hoti hai
kabhi dono hansate hai, kabhi dono rote hai
prem kahani me ek ladka hota hai, ek ladki hoti hai
kabhi dono hansate hai, kabhi dono rote hai
prem kahani me ek ladka hota hai, ek ladki hoti hai
kabhi dono hansate hai, kabhi dono rote hai

itni si chhoti si hoti hai ek chingari
itni si chhoti si hoti hai ek chingari
jal jati hai, phuk jati hai, jisme duniya sari
chandani rato me, rato me
ek dipak hota hai, hota hai, ek bati hoti hai
kabhi dono jalate hai, kabhi dono bujhate hai
prem kahani me ek ladka hota hai, ek ladki hoti hai
kabhi dono hansate hai, kabhi dono rote hai

jhumake parbat pe rimjhim jab aata hai savan
jhumake parbat pe rimjhim jab aata hai savan
savan me premi pagal ho jaate hai saajan
in barsato me ek badal hota hai, ek bijali hoti hai
kabhi dono tarasate hai, kabhi dono barsate hai
prem kahani me ek ladka hota hai, ek ladki hoti hai
kabhi dono hansate hai, kabhi dono rote hai

sath milan ke naam judai ka likha hai aisa
sath milan ke naam judai ka likha hai aisa
ye jivan bhi khel tamasha hai ek natak jaisa
jaise natak me ho raja hota hai, rani hoti hai
kabhi dono milate hai, kabhi dono bichhadate hai
prem kahani me ek ladka hota hai, ek ladki hoti hai
kabhi dono hansate hai, kabhi dono rote hai

Listen, a tale I shall unfold,
When youth's sweet season does behold,
A love story, a whispered plea,
A boy and girl, eternally.
Sometimes they laugh, light as a dove,
Sometimes they weep, forsaken love.
A boy and girl, in life's sweet sway,
Sometimes they laugh, and sometimes they pray.

So small, so slight, a single spark,
A flicker that consumes the dark.
A tiny spark, a fragile grace,
That burns the world in its embrace.
Beneath the moon's ethereal gleam,
A lamp exists, a fragile dream,
A wick, a flame, a whispered vow,
Sometimes they burn, and then somehow,
They die away...
A boy and girl, in life's design,
Sometimes they laugh, and sometimes they pine.

When monsoon's tears, on mountains fall,
When Saawan's rains enfold us all,
Lovers are lost in passion's fire,
Consumed by love's intense desire.
In these downpours, a cloud, a spark,
A flash of lightning in the dark,
Sometimes they thirst, a longing heart,
Sometimes they pour, and then depart.
A boy and girl, in heavens play,
Sometimes they laugh, and then they pray.

Where union's name, division hides,
Such is the fate of all that glides,
This life, a stage, a fleeting show,
A drama played for high and low.
A king, a queen, upon the stage,
Their destinies, a turning page,
Sometimes they meet, a fleeting trace,
Sometimes they part, with time and space.
A boy and girl, in life's embrace,
Sometimes they laugh, and find their place,
Sometimes they weep, in love's long chase.