aankho me mastee sharab kee, kalee julfo me rate shabab kee
janey aayee kaha se tut key, mere daman me pankhudee gulab kee

chand kaa tukda kahu ya husn kee duniya kahu
prit kee sargam kahu ya pyar kaa sapna kahu
sochata hu kya kahu iss shaukh ko mai kya kahu

chal kehatee hain naa ho, pehalee ghata barasat kee
har ada apnee jagah tarif ho kis bat kee
aarju kitne dino se thee hame iss rat kee

In eyes, the revel of a drunken spree,
In raven tresses, sighs of youthful glee.
From whence it came, a petal torn,
Fell softly in my garment, from a rose's tree.
Oh, eyes...

Shall I call you moon, or beauty's domain?
A melody of love, or love's sweet dream's refrain?
I ponder, what words to use, what should I say?
How can I name this beauty, in her play?
Oh, eyes...

Her gait whispers, like the rain's first fall,
Each gesture perfect, captivating all.
For how long has my heart yearned, for how long,
For this very night, to stand so tall?
Oh, eyes...