ye ishk dunk bichua ka are isse ram bachaye
iska jahar na utre hai rogi sar patak patak mar jaye

ye ishk dunk bichua ka are isse ram bachaye
ye ishk dunk bichua ka are isse ram bachaye
iska jahar na utre hai rogi sar patak patak mar jaye
ye ishk dunk bichua ka are isse ram bachaye
iska jahar na utre hai rogi sar patak patak mar jaye
ho rama nain mile jiyra ye ishk dunk bichua ka

preet agan me badi jalan hai mai to thi anjani
mai to thi anjani ja sajan ke ang lagi or jalne lagi jawani
baid hakim sayane mhare kuch bhi kam na aaye
ye ishk dunk bichua ka are isse ram bachaye
iska jahar na utre hai rogi sar patak patak mar jaye
ye ishk dunk bichua ka

chanda suraj phul sitare uska mukhda dekhu
chanda suraj phul sitare uska mukhda dekhu
ho gayi ab to prem diwani lok laz kya dekhu
utna uska pyar badhe re wo jitna tadpaye
ye ishk dunk bichua ka are isse ram bachaye
iska jahar na utre hai rogi sar patak patak mar jaye
ye ishk dunk bichua ka

raahi bankar mila lutera man ko yu uljhaya
raahi bankar mila lutera man ko yu uljhaya
bhari bajariya loot liya haye koi na kuch kar paaya
kaise loota kitna loota usi se puucho jaye
ye ishk dunk bichua ka are isse ram bachaye
iska jahar na utre hai rogi sar patak patak mar jaye
ye ishk dunk bichua ka are isse ram bachaye
ho rama nain mile jiya jaye ho rama nain mile jiya jaye

Love's a nettle sting, oh, may Ram shield us all,
Its venom lingers, the wounded thrash and fall.
Love's a nettle sting, oh, may Ram shield us all,
Love's a nettle sting, oh, may Ram shield us all,
Its venom lingers, the wounded thrash and fall.
Love's a nettle sting, oh, may Ram shield us all,
Its venom lingers, the wounded thrash and fall.
Oh, Rama, eyes meet, the heart aches, love's a nettle sting.

In love's fire, a burning plight, I was once unaware,
Unknowing, I touched my love, and youth began to flare.
No healer, no wise one, their cures cannot be found,
Love's a nettle sting, oh, may Ram shield us all,
Its venom lingers, the wounded thrash and fall.
Love's a nettle sting.

The moon, the sun, flowers, stars, I gaze upon his face,
The moon, the sun, flowers, stars, I gaze upon his face,
Now love-crazed, I care not for the world's disgrace.
The more he torments, the greater my desire,
Love's a nettle sting, oh, may Ram shield us all,
Its venom lingers, the wounded thrash and fall.
Love's a nettle sting.

A traveler came, a thief he was, my heart ensnared,
A traveler came, a thief he was, my heart ensnared,
In the bustling market, he plundered, no one dared.
Ask him how he stole, and how much he has taken away,
Love's a nettle sting, oh, may Ram shield us all,
Its venom lingers, the wounded thrash and fall.
Love's a nettle sting, oh, may Ram shield us all,
Oh, Rama, eyes meet, the heart aches, Oh, Rama, eyes meet, the heart aches.