aise kyu mara haye aise kyu mara haye re
aise kyu mara tune bhari jawani mein
tune bhari jawani mein aise kyu mara haye
main jo gir jaati tere baap ka kya jata
saj dhaj ke niklta koi dusri le aata
re aise re aise re aise
aise kyu mara haye re aise kyu mara
tune bhari jawani mein aise kyu maara haye

phulo se nata main chup chup rahti
phulo se nata ham bharne ko tu aa
phulo se nata main chup chup rahti
kankar jo marta main kuchh na kahati
tune to dil mera tod diya hai
mujhko bechain karke chhod diya hai
o aise kyu mara to aise to aise
aise kyu mara haye re aise kyu mara
tune bhari jawani mein aise kyu mara haye

tere jaisi jawani to kisi pe nahi aayi
tere jaisi jawani o more raja
tere jaisi jawani to kisi pe nahi aayi
are aisi to masti kisi pe nahi chhayi
kiska ye gussa tune mujh pe utara
kaliyo si komal ko gandh deke
mara aise kyu mara bol bol o aise
are aise are aise o aise kyu mara
haye re aise kyu mara
tune bhari jawani mein aise kyu mara haye

ek hi phul se tujhe mahakane
ek hi phul se o more miththua
ek hi phul se tujhe mahakane
ek hi pyale se tu pyas bujha le
kali kali se jo bhatkega tu
saari umar pyasa bhatkega tu
o aise kyu mara haye re haye re
ho aise ho aise aise kyu mara
tune bhari jawani mein aise kyu mara haye
main jo gir jati tere baap ka kya jata
saj dhaj ke niklta koi dusri le aata
aise kyu mara haye re aise kyu mara
tune bhari jawani mein aise kyu maara haye

Why, oh why, did you strike?
Why in the bloom of youth did you strike?
If I had fallen, what would your father have known?
You'd have adorned yourself, found another to call your own.
Oh, why, oh why did you strike?
Why in the bloom of youth did you strike?

I kept my ties with the silent flowers,
I kept my ties, but you came to fill the hours.
I kept my ties with the silent flowers,
Stones you threw, I said nothing, no powers.
You shattered my heart in a moment so cruel,
Left me restless, a heart at the pool.
Oh, why, oh why did you strike?
Why in the bloom of youth did you strike?

Youth like yours has graced no other,
Youth like yours, my king, my brother.
Youth like yours has graced no other,
Such joy, such ecstasy never covered.
Whose anger did you unleash on me?
The bud so tender, you wounded to be.
Oh, why, oh why, tell me why?
Oh, why, oh why, did you strike?
Why in the bloom of youth did you strike?

One flower alone, to perfume your senses,
One flower alone, my sweet little fences.
One flower alone, to perfume your senses,
One cup alone, to quench your thirst's pretenses.
If you wander from bud to bud,
You’ll wander thirsty, misunderstood.
Oh, why, oh why, alas, alas?
Oh, why, oh why, did you strike?
Why in the bloom of youth did you strike?
If I had fallen, what would your father have known?
You'd have adorned yourself, found another to call your own.
Oh, why, oh why did you strike?
Why in the bloom of youth did you strike?