yeh ishq hai yeh ishq hai yeh ishq hai yeh ishq hai
sufi ke sulfe ki lau uth ke kahti hai
aatish ye bujhke bhi jalti hi rahti hai
yeh ishq hai yeh ishq hai yeh ishq hai yeh ishq hai
sufi ke sulfe ki lau uth ke kahti hai
aatish ye bujhke bhi jalti hi rahti hai
ye ishq hai ye ishq hai

saahil pe sar rakh ke dariya hai soya hai
sadiyon se bahta hai aankhon ne boya hai
yeh ishq hai re yeh ishq hai
yeh ishq hai re yeh ishq hai
tanhaai dhunta hai parchhaai bunta hai
resham si nazron ko aankhon se sunta hai
yeh ishq hai yeh ishq hai
yeh ishq hai

It is love, it is love,
A Sufi's ember,
whose flame whispers,
"Though quenched, I still burn."
It is love, it is love,
A Sufi's ember,
whose flame whispers,
"Though quenched, I still burn."
It is love,
it is love.

The ocean sleeps, head on the shore,
a river flowing for centuries,
sown in eyes of old.
It is love, oh, it is love,
It is love, oh, it is love.
It is love.

Alone, it hums,
weaves shadows.
Listens to silk of sight,
with its very eyes.
It is love,
it is love,
it is love.