akad kar ja rahe hai jaiye pachtaiyega
hamare jaisa dilwala kahi na payiyega
hamare jaisa dilwala kahi na payiyega
hasino se jara bachiye na yu takraiyega
bahut hoshiyar baniyega to dhokha khaiyega
bahut hoshiyar baniyega to dhokha khaiyega

mohabbat ka safar ye bada lamba safar hai
hamare sath chaliye bhtak jane ka dar hai
na kijiye fikar meri mujhe apni khabar hai
musafir janta hai use jana kidhar hai
sambhal kar paw rakhiye warna thokar khaiyega
hamare jaisa dilwala kahi na payiyega
hamare jaisa dilwala kahi na payiyega

salamat hai adaye to diwane bahut hai
jalegi shama jab tak to parwane bahut hai
samjh ka fer hai ye tumhari kya khata hai
bigadna ruthna to hasino ki ada hai
inhi bato pe ab to apna dil bahlayiega
bahut hoshiyar baniyega to dhokha khaiyega
bahut hoshiyar baniyega to dhokha khaiyega

hato chhodo ye jhagde chalo ji tumse hare
jara ek bar fir se wahi pahle ishare
na karna aur jhuthi mohabbat se gujara
bada katil hai meri nigaho ka ishara
na honge hum to kisko ye ada dikhlayiega
hamare jaisa dilwala kahi na payiyega
hamare jaisa dilwala kahi na payiyega
hasino se jara bachiye na yu takraiyega
bahut hoshiyar baniyega to dhokha khaiyega
bahut hoshiyar baniyega to dhokha khaiyega

You strut away, go, and you'll regret it,
A heart like mine, you'll not soon get it.
A heart like mine, you'll not soon get it.
Beware the fair, don't clash and collide,
Too clever, and deception will confide.
Too clever, and deception will confide.

Love's journey, a long and winding way,
Walk with me, lest you should stray.
Worry not for me, I know my path,
The traveler knows where to gather his aftermath.
Tread carefully, lest you stumble and fall,
A heart like mine, you'll not soon call.
A heart like mine, you'll not soon call.

If charm endures, the lovers will be,
The flame will burn, the moths will flee.
It's a matter of understanding, not blame,
Spoiling and sulking, the beauties' game.
On these things, your heart will now rely,
Too clever, and deception will lie.
Too clever, and deception will lie.

Step aside, leave these quarrels behind,
Let's give in, and heed the heart's mind.
Once more, the first whispers we share,
No more passing with love's false snare.
My gaze's pointer, a killer of sorts,
When I'm gone, to whom will you show your sports?
A heart like mine, you'll not soon get it,
A heart like mine, you'll not soon get it.
Beware the fair, don't clash and collide,
Too clever, and deception will confide.
Too clever, and deception will confide.