are logo zara dekho ye ladka hai ya ladki hai
are logo zara dekho ye ladka hai ya ladki hai
are logo zara dekho ye ladka hai ya ladki hai
mai iske pas aati hu ye mujhse dur jata hai
mai iske pas aati hu ye mujhse dur jata hai
mere dil ko jalata hai oye oye oye
are logo zara dekho ye ladka hai ya ladki hai
mera picha karna chhod de yu mujhpe marna chhod de
duniya se dar kuch sharm kar mujhe kyo satati hai
are logo zara dekho ye ladka hai ya ladki hai

teri javani pe mai marti hu are hat
bas pyar ab tujhse mai karti hu pagal hai
tere liye aahe mai bharti hu bap re
ab na jamane se mai darti hu ye to sach hai
aa baho me bhar le mujhe jo chahega dungi tujhe
aafat ki tokari sun to jara chhokari
jayegi meri naukari tera bap jo dekhe ga
are logo zara dekho ye ladka hai ya ladki hai
mera picha karna chhod de yu mujhpe marna chhod de
duniya se dar kuch sharm kar mujhe kyo satati hai
are logo zara dekho ye ladka hai ya ladki hai

sundar janta ki mai murt hu what
jispe mare sare vo surat hu rabish
duniya me jo teri mai aaungi never
phulo ki jaisi mai khil jaungi
chhu le jara gora badan mit jaiyegi thodi chuban
kapda tera tang hai ye bhi koi dang hai
pyar nahi ye jang hai ja dub ke mar ja
are logo zara dekho ye ladki hai ya ladka hai
are logo zara dekho ye ladka hai ya ladki hai

Behold, the crowd, a question cast,
Is this a boy, or shadow passed?
Behold, the crowd, a whispered plea,
Is this a boy, or destiny?
I draw near, a yearning heart,
He flees, a world torn far apart.
My spirit burns, a fevered fire,
Behold the crowd, consumed desire!

Cease your chase, your breathless plea,
Cease your love, and set me free.
Fear the world, and feel the shame,
Why this torment, this fiery flame?
Behold, the crowd, a judgment's call,
Is this a boy, or destined fall?

For your youth, my soul takes flight,
Yet, away! I cast aside the light.
Now I love, a maddened gaze,
For you, sighs through endless days!
I no longer fear the age,
Come, embrace me, on life's stage!
A basket of ruin, I proclaim,
Listen girl, it's a terrible game!
My job will go, for all to see.
Behold the crowd, wild and free,
Is this a boy, or destiny?
Cease your chase, your breathless plea,
Cease your love, and set me free.
Fear the world, and feel the shame,
Why this torment, this fiery flame?
Behold, the crowd, a judgment's call,
Is this a boy, or destined fall?

I am the beauty, the crowd's delight,
The face for which all take flight.
I’ll come to your world, never again,
Like a flower, I'll bloom again.
Touch my skin, and feel the sting,
Your clothes are tight, what sorrow they bring?
This is no love, but a battlefield's rage,
Go drown yourself, turn a new page!
Behold, the crowd, the question's sting,
Is this a girl, or suffering?
Behold, the crowd, the final plea,
Is this a girl, or destiny?