janeman janeman
janeman has lo jara fikar ki kya bat hai
hasne wala gum kare kyu gum ki kya okat hai
janeman has lo jara fikar ki kya bat hai
hasne wala gum kare kyu gum ki kya okat hai
janeman has lo jara

gum me hona padega tujhe tanha
ya to rona padega tujhe tanha
gum me hona padega tujhe tanha
ya to rona padega tujhe tanha
or pyare tu hai khush to fir ye dunia bhi sath hai
janeman has lo jara fikar ki kya bat hai
hasne wala gum kare kyu gum ki kya okat hai
janeman has lo jara

chalte jao magar raho haste
deep roshan hua hai yahi kahke
chalte jao magar raho haste
deep roshan hua hai yahi kahke
tu hai jinda tere sar pe jindgani ka hath hai
janeman has lo jara fikar ki kya bat hai
hasne wala gum kare kyu gum ki kya okat hai
janeman has lo jara

tum jo chaho najara abhi badle
chand badle sitara abhi badle
tum jo chaho najara abhi badle
chand badle sitara abhi badle
pahle hasdo fir ye dekho kaisi matwali rat hai
janeman has lo jara fikar ki kya bat hai
hasne wala gum kare kyu gum ki kya okat hai
janeman has lo jara

Beloved, oh beloved,
Beloved, smile, a while, what shadows loom?
Why should laughter weep, when sorrow's breath is doomed?
Beloved, smile, a while, what shadows loom?
Why should laughter weep, when sorrow's breath is doomed?
Beloved, smile, a while.

In sorrow's grip, you'll stand alone,
Or weep, a solitary moan.
In sorrow's grip, you'll stand alone,
Or weep, a solitary moan.
But joy within, and all the world is your own.
Beloved, smile, a while, what shadows loom?
Why should laughter weep, when sorrow's breath is doomed?
Beloved, smile, a while.

Walk onward, though, with laughter's grace,
A candle lit, in this embrace.
Walk onward, though, with laughter's grace,
A candle lit, in this embrace.
Alive you are, held by life's embrace.
Beloved, smile, a while, what shadows loom?
Why should laughter weep, when sorrow's breath is doomed?
Beloved, smile, a while.

If you desire, the scene will shift,
The moon will change, the stars will lift.
If you desire, the scene will shift,
The moon will change, the stars will lift.
First, laugh, and then, this night's intoxicating gift.
Beloved, smile, a while, what shadows loom?
Why should laughter weep, when sorrow's breath is doomed?
Beloved, smile, a while.