purvaai purvaai, pyaar ki ye purvaai
jiwan me tan man me, jisne aag bhadkaai
aakar do jawa pyaar se mile
khil khil ke, khil khil ke, khil khil ke
pyaar ke silsile badhne lage
mil mil ke, mil mil ke, mil mil ke
purvaai purvaai, pyaar ki ye purvaai
jiwan me tan man me, jisne aag bhadkaai

khushbu hi khushbu hai
mehak mehak utha chaman chaman
masti hai mausam ki
behak behak utha badan badan
tera hone ko, tujhme khone ko
bole hawa, pagal hawa

barsaate, barsaate, thandi thandi barsaate
gori bin saajan ki
kaise katengi raate
aakar do jawa pyaar se mile
khil khil ke, khil khil ke, khil khil ke
paani aur jawani bijli ban gaye
mil mil ke, mil mil ke, mil mil ke
barsaate, barsaate, thandi thandi barsaate
saajan bina gori ki
kaise katengi raate

saanso ko saanso ki
agar agan mile zara zara
hontho ko hontho ka
madhur milan mile zara zara
sang sang tere, lag ke ang tere
barkha tale, chahat pale

kohra kohra, chadar jaisa kohra
mile hum mile tum
dekhe na koi chehra
aakar do jawa pyaar se mile
khil khil ke, khil khil ke, khil khil ke
chir ke har diwaar paas aa gaye
manjil ke, manjil ke, manjil ke
kohra kohra, chadar jaisa kohra
mile hum mile tum
dekhe na koi chehra

aayiye jaaneman
dil ka dwaar hai khula khula
ek nasha pyaar ka
fiza fiza me ghula ghula
nazro se chume, baaho me jhume
kohra ghana chilman bana
kohra kohra, chadar jaisa kohra
mile hum mile tum
dekhe na koi chehra

The East Wind, the East Wind, a love-borne breeze,
Igniting fire in the soul, setting hearts ablaze.
Two young souls embraced, their spirits intertwined,
Blossoming, blossoming, blossoming.
Love’s unfolding saga, forever to be defined,
Uniting, uniting, uniting.
The East Wind, the East Wind, a love-borne breeze,
Igniting fire in the soul, setting hearts ablaze.

Fragrance, fragrance, pervasive and divine,
Perfuming every garden, every vine.
The season's ecstasy, a delirious art,
Intoxicating every limb, every heart.
To be with you, lost within your grace,
Whispers the wind, in a passionate embrace.

Rain, rain, a cool, refreshing shower,
Without my love, how will I spend the hour?
Two young souls embraced, their spirits intertwined,
Blossoming, blossoming, blossoming.
Water and youth, now a vibrant electrical power,
Uniting, uniting, uniting.
Rain, rain, a cool, refreshing shower,
Without my love, how will I spend the hour?

If breaths could merge, a flame igniting slow,
If lips could meet, a sweet, enduring flow.
With you beside, entwined in every way,
Beneath the rain, desire will hold its sway.

Fog, fog, a blanket soft and deep,
We meet, we find, our secrets we keep.
No one to see, no watching eye,
Two young souls embraced, their spirits intertwined,
Blossoming, blossoming, blossoming.
Shattering walls, drawing ever nigh,
Reaching, reaching, the final climb.
Fog, fog, a blanket soft and deep,
We meet, we find, our secrets we keep.

Come, my beloved,
The heart's gate is open wide,
A love-born intoxication,
Through the atmosphere to glide.
Kisses from eyes, in arms we sway,
The fog, a dense, concealing screen.
Fog, fog, a blanket soft and deep,
We meet, we find, our secrets we keep.