kisi na koi na puch sake kisi na koi na puch sake
sari kitabo me na koi is matlab dhund sake
ye prit aisi paheli paheli paheli ye prit aisi paheli
sadiyo purani nayi naveli
ye prit aisi paheli ye prit aisi paheli

darpan na tha vo dhul thi us dhul ki ye bhul thi
us bhul ko ab na aane do sach jhut ko pehchan lo
ulti bahi ganga ki dhar or aa gaya tufan lo
ulti bahi ganga ki dhar or aa gaya tufan lo
is baat se kya baat ho sab nar ye jaan lo
honi koi khel khele
ye prit aisi paheli ye prit aisi paheli

tune ise uljhaya hai tum hi ise suljhao ge suljhao ge
tumne mujhe thukraya hai tumhi mujhe apnaoge
acha kiya tum aa gaya tha intzar tum aao ge
dulhan nahi birhan hi sahi ek naam to de jao ge
dulhan nahi birhan hi sahi ek naam to de jao ge
benaam thi mai akeli
ye prit aisi paheli paheli ye prit aisi paheli

jitne bhi riste naate hai jitne bhi riste naate hai
uper se ban ke aate hai man andha hai behera hai
sir inhi maujo ka mela hai choda na jaye rasmo ko
toda na jaye kasamo ko kuch niyam hai jiwan ke
fir champa ki dali ke dekh legi chameli chameli chameli
ye prit aisi paheli ye prit aisi paheli

No one can ask, no one can ask,
In all the books, no meaning can be found.
This love, such a riddle, a riddle, this love, such a riddle,
Ancient, yet newly born.
This love, such a riddle, this love, such a riddle.

It was not a mirror, but dust, a mistake of that dust,
Do not let that mistake return, recognize truth and lie.
The Ganges flowed backwards, a storm arose,
The Ganges flowed backwards, a storm arose,
Know this, all men, understand this.
Fate plays a game,
This love, such a riddle, a riddle, this love, such a riddle.

You entangled it, you alone will unravel it,
You rejected me, you alone will embrace me.
It is good that you have come, I awaited you to come.
If not a bride, then a forsaken one, at least give a name.
If not a bride, then a forsaken one, at least give a name.
I was nameless, alone,
This love, such a riddle, a riddle, this love, such a riddle.

All the relationships, all the relationships,
Appear from above, the mind is blind, poor thing,
The head is a fair of these waves, leave not the customs,
Break not the vows, some rules of life exist,
Then Champa's branch will see Jasmine, Jasmine, Jasmine,
This love, such a riddle, a riddle, this love, such a riddle.