Love, the dancer, claims a soul, love, the dancer.
Love, the dancer, claims a soul.
He then dances in the public square, he dances there.
Love, the ailment, strikes its blow.
Love, the ailment, strikes its blow.
Medicine and potions, useless now, they are useless.
He then dances in the public square.
Love, the dancer, claims a soul, love, the dancer.
In love, one casts aside all ties, in love.
In love, one casts aside all ties.
Around his neck, a garland of pure love, it is there.
He then dances in the public square.
Love, the dancer, claims a soul, love, the dancer.
Love's price is life and heart, love's price.
Love's price is life and heart.
Love cannot be bartered, no it cannot be.
He then dances in the public square.
Love, the dancer, claims a soul, love, the dancer.
Rahi Qalandar speaks these words, he speaks them now.
Rahi Qalandar speaks these words.
Love is God's own sacred court, it is there.
He then dances in the public square.
Love, the dancer, claims a soul, love, the dancer.
Love, the dancer, claims a soul.
He then dances in the public square, he dances there.
He dances in the public square, he dances there.
He dances in the public square, he dances there.
He dances in the public square.
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