chala aa meri mahfil me
tere daman ko bhar dungi wafao se adao se
chala aa meri mahfil me
tere daman ko bhar dungi wafao se adao se
bulata hai tujhe dil khwab
jisne dil diya unse
chala aa meri mahfil me
tere daman ko bhar dungi wafao se adao se

utha najre mila najre nasha chhaye mohabbat ka
kahi aisa na ho arman rah jaye mohabbat ka
na rakh anzam par najre aagaje wafa karle
ye mausam hai khatao ka
koi rangin khata karle
diwane bach nahi sakte mohabbat ki khatao se
chala aa meri mahfil me
tere daman ko bhar dungi wafao se adao se

mujhko bhulne wale kahi manjil na lut jana
mai tere dil me baithi hu
hai mera farz samjhana
badi rangin duniya hai
badi rangin baate hai
magar jo iski julfe hai
wahi dojakh ki rate hai
agar meri sunega tu bacha lungi khatao se
chala aa meri mahfil me
tere daman ko bhar dungi wafao se adao se

uljah kar rah gaya hu mai
na manjil hai na rasta hai
ye kaisi dil ki kismat hai
ujadta hai na basta hai
samjh me kuch nahi aata
samjh me kuch nahi aata
kidhar jau kaha jau
kidhar jau kaha jau
andhera chha gaya ya rabb
kahi thokar na kha jau
kahi ae jindagi le chal
mujhe gum ki fizaao se
chala aa meri mahfil me
chala aa meri mahfil me
chala aa meri mahfil me
chala aa meri mahfil me
tere daman ko bhar dungi

Come, to my gathering, come,
I will fill your cloak, with faith and charm.
Come, to my gathering, come,
I will fill your cloak, with faith and charm.
Your heart's dream, it calls for you,
From those who gave their hearts to you.
Come, to my gathering, come,
I will fill your cloak.

Lift your gaze, meet my eyes, let love's intoxication bloom,
Lest the desire of love be left as an empty tomb.
Do not fixate on the end, embrace the vow's beginning,
This season is for errors, for sins of vibrant spinning.
The mad ones cannot escape love's transgressions,
Come, to my gathering, come,
I will fill your cloak, with faith and charm.

You who forget me, lest your path be plundered,
I dwell within your heart, your guardian, I am rendered.
This world is brightly colored, a tale of hues untold,
But its seductive tresses are nights of hell, so cold.
If you heed my words, I will shield you from errors,
Come, to my gathering, come,
I will fill your cloak, with faith and charm.

Entangled, I am left,
No destination, no path to tread,
What fate has befallen my heart,
That it withers, yet is not dead.
Nothing is clear,
Nothing is clear,
Where do I go, where do I turn?
Where do I go, where do I turn?
Darkness descends, O Lord,
Lest I stumble and fall, and burn.
Oh life, take me away,
From these melancholic skies, I yearn.
Come, to my gathering, come,
Come, to my gathering, come,
Come, to my gathering, come,
Come, to my gathering, come,
I will fill your cloak.