oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya
oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya
fika fika badan mera chandan ki tarah mahka
oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya
fika fika badan mera chandan ki tarah mahka
oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya

sanse bhi ruk ruk kar aaye ek ek nas kasti jaye
sanse bhi ruk ruk kar aaye ek ek nas kasti jaye
jal ki thandi dhara bhi kyu aaj mujhe dasti jaye
soch rahi thi ki mai badali ya badal gayi duniya
oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya fika fika badan mera
chandan ki tarah mahka oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya

kaha se aaya ye tufan ghabra ke jage arma
kaha se aaya ye tufan ghabra ke jage arma
lage apna aap paraya bhuli apni hi pehchan
mal mal kar ankhiya dekhun ye ho na kahi sapna
oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya
fika fika badan mera chandan ki tarah mahka
oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya

ji chahe ke udd jau nil gagan me udd jau
ji chahe ke udd jau nil gagan me udd jau
ya maujo se takrake sagar pe main chha jau
sari duniya bas me karlun sab kuch ho mera
oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya
oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya
fika fika badan mera chandan ki tarah mahka
oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya
oye oye oye main kya se ho gayi kya

Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?
My faded form, it blooms like sandalwood's perfume.
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?
My faded form, it blooms like sandalwood's perfume.
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?

My breath comes in, a halting tide, each vein a failing ship,
My breath comes in, a halting tide, each vein a failing ship,
Even the cool stream now stings my skin, a cruel, cold trip.
I ponder, have I changed, or has the world gone astray?
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become? My faded form blooms like sandalwood's perfume.
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?

Where did this storm arise, awakening desires that lie?
Where did this storm arise, awakening desires that lie?
My own self feels a stranger, my identity gone by.
Rubbing my eyes, I question, is this a dream I see?
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?
My faded form, it blooms like sandalwood's perfume.
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?

My soul yearns to soar, to dance in the azure sky,
My soul yearns to soar, to dance in the azure sky,
Or clash with the waves, and over the ocean fly.
To hold the world in my grasp, to make everything mine to be.
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?
My faded form, it blooms like sandalwood's perfume.
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?
Oh, oh, oh, what have I become?