Lyrics:

Dil-getta gia-hee, ap mari, jaan lehe giyahee

We saw the holy men come in from Sanchi
We touched their souls and heard the Martyrs crying
Among the fields of red we took the strange brew
The windless sky diwali moon were calling to me
The deeper I go, the higher I fly with you

Ooho you, You Take My Breath Away
Ooho You. . .