chhalak rahi bunde mitwa
prem ras pee le re
prem ras pee le
chhalak rahi bunde mitwa
prem ras pee le re
prem ras pee le
chhalak rahi bunde mitwa

prem rang saancha re aur rangat aaye
prem rang saancha re aur rangat aaye
pram nagri madira bhari
chhalak rahi bunde

man to kahe chal desh piya ke
nain kahe anjan dagar hain
yowan kahe hame dar naahi
pag bolega kaanto ka safar hain
neet aasha ke deep jalau
dhiraj de man ko samjhau
virhi man mane na manaye
lakh kahu abhi bali umar hain
chhalak rahi bunde

prem ghat madhu se bhare
chalat chhalke haye re
prem ghat madhu se bhare
chalat chhalke haye re
sajan chhaliye kaahe na peeye
chhalak rahi bunde
mitwa prem ras pee le re
mitwa prem ras pee le
chhalak rahi bunde
chhalak rahi bunde
chhalak rahi bunde
chhalak rahi bunde

The rain of longing spills, friend,
Drink the nectar of love,
Drink, drink deep.
The rain of longing spills, friend,
Drink the nectar of love,
Drink, drink deep.
The rain of longing spills, friend.

Love's hue, a true dye, and deeper shades emerge,
Love's hue, a true dye, and deeper shades emerge.
In love's city, wine overflows,
The rain of longing spills.

The heart whispers, journey to the beloved's land,
Eyes warn of unknown paths.
Youth proclaims, fear we know not,
Feet speak of a journey through thorns.
I kindle lamps of hope each day,
Console my heart with patience.
The yearning soul, it heeds no counsel,
Though I say, youth's bloom is yet so young.
The rain of longing spills.

Love's vessel, brimming with honey,
Overflows as it moves, alas!
Love's vessel, brimming with honey,
Overflows as it moves, alas!
Why does the beloved, the deceiver, not drink?
The rain of longing spills.
Friend, drink the nectar of love,
Friend, drink the nectar of love.
The rain of longing spills,
The rain of longing spills,
The rain of longing spills,
The rain of longing spills.