rabba rabba rabba rabba mere
rabba rabba mere rabba
rabba mere rabba rabba rabba mere rabba

ye kya ho gaya hai jindgi ki haal pyare
ye kya ho gaya hai jindgi ki haal pyare
kab tak bala tarste rahe kisi intjar me
o rabba ye to bta kre to kare kya
o rabba ye to bta kre to kare kya

diwangi ye diwangi tere ishq ki hai diwangi
mera dil hai mere sada
kahta hai dil mujse bala
ki koi nahi hai tujse bala
teri har ada me vafa vafa
ye khawab hai ki nahi kaise chale pta
o rabba ye bta kare to kare kya
rabba rabba rabba rabba mere
rabba rabba mere rabba
rabba mere rabba rabba rabba mere rabba
rabba mere rabba rabba rabba mere rabba

madhosiya ye madhosiya
tere pyar ki hai ye madhosiya
jo kamoshi se lengi jaan
chahat me teri dilbar mere
kuch aisa asar hai dil par mere
tera dil ye tera ho gaya
kab bala rahe ye shama
dil ye bekarar tha
o rabba ye bta kare to kare kya
o rabba ye bta kare to kare kya
rabba rabba mere rabba
rabba mere rabba rabba rabba mere rabba
rabba mere rabba rabba rabba mere rabba

My God, My God, My God, My God, mine,
My God, My God, mine,
My God, My God, My God, My God, mine.

What has befallen this life, O beloved,
What has become of life's fleeting breath?
How long must we yearn, in shadows of waiting,
O God, tell us, what is there left to do?
O God, tell us, what is there left to do?

This madness, this madness, born of Your love,
A madness that consumes me whole.
My heart, my heart, it whispers, always,
Telling me a truth I now know.
That none compares to You, my guide.
In every gesture, loyalty, a light.
A dream, or not? How can this be discerned?
O God, tell us, what is there left to do?
My God, My God, My God, My God, mine,
My God, My God, mine,
My God, My God, My God, My God, mine.
My God, My God, My God, My God, mine.

These intoxications, these intoxicating waves,
These intoxications, born of Your love,
That silently will steal away my soul,
In yearning for You, my heart's delight.
Such power You hold over my heart.
Your heart it is, forever and true.
No longer does this soul stand alone.
This heart, once restless, now finds solace.
O God, tell us, what is there left to do?
My God, My God, My God, My God, mine,
My God, My God, mine,
My God, My God, My God, My God, mine.
My God, My God, My God, My God, mine.