yaha waha galiyo me dhundta phire hai dil
uljha hai khud uljhaye mujhko
oye yaha waha galiyo me dhundta phire hai dil
uljha hai khud uljhaye mujhko
ye ishara wo ishare karta phire hai dil
behka hai khud behkaye mujhko

yuhi anjane hi kabhi manaye ruthe
yuhi bahane ye kabhi banaye jhuthe
chura le jaye koi to haye dil se pichha chhute
rama rama rama re haye rama rama re
ho chura le jaye koi to haye dil se pichha chhute
rama rama rama re haye rama rama re

jane na mane na jo bolu samjhe na
sochu main sochu phir bhi baat ye puchhe na
jane na mane na jo bolu samjhe na
sochu main sochu phir bhi baat ye puchhe na

apne me rehta hai, jaha se nata tute
yuhi bahane ye kayi banaye jhuthe
chura le jaye koi to haye dil se pichha chhute
rama rama rama re haye rama rama re
ho chura le jaye koi to haye dil se pichha chhute
haye dil se pichha chhute

kachche se pakke se iske irade hai
ret si khwaishe hai kanch se wade hai
kachche se pakke se iske irade hai
ret si khwahise hai kanch se wade hai

naam ye khwabo me kayi mitaye chute
yuhi bahane ye kayi banaye jhuthe
chura le jaye koi to haye dil se pichha chhute
rama rama rama re haye rama rama re
chura le jaye koi to haye dil se pichha chhute

rama rama rama re haye rama rama re
chura le jaye koi to haye dil se pichha chhute
haye dil se pichha chhute
haye dil se pichha chhute
chura le jaye koi to is dil se pichha chhute

Through alleyways, it wanders, this heart,
Entangled, it tangles me.
Oh, through alleyways, it wanders, this heart,
Entangled, it tangles me.
With hints and gestures, it flits and teases,
Drunk itself, it intoxicates me.
Like this, unknown, it sometimes makes amends,
Like this, it weaves false pretenses.
If someone would steal it away, ah, from this heart, I would be freed!
Rama Rama Rama Re, Hai Rama Rama Re!
Oh, if someone would steal it away, ah, from this heart, I would be freed!
Rama Rama Rama Re, Hai Rama Rama Re!

It knows not, believes not, what I say, understands not,
I ponder, I think, yet still, it asks no questions.
It knows not, believes not, what I say, understands not,
I ponder, I think, yet still, it asks no questions.
Lost in itself, its ties with the world are severed,
Like this, it weaves many false pretenses.
If someone would steal it away, ah, from this heart, I would be freed!
Rama Rama Rama Re, Hai Rama Rama Re!
Oh, if someone would steal it away, ah, from this heart, I would be freed!
Ah, from this heart, I would be freed!

From raw to settled, its intentions are,
Like sand, its desires, like glass, its vows.
From raw to settled, its intentions are,
Like sand, its desires, like glass, its vows.
Names in dreams, it has erased so many,
Like this, it weaves many false pretenses.
If someone would steal it away, ah, from this heart, I would be freed!
Rama Rama Rama Re, Hai Rama Rama Re!
If someone would steal it away, ah, from this heart, I would be freed!
Rama Rama Rama Re, Hai Rama Rama Re!
If someone would steal it away, ah, from this heart, I would be freed!
Ah, from this heart, I would be freed!
Ah, from this heart, I would be freed!
If someone would steal it away, from this heart, I would be freed!