chhore ki bate mithi chhuri hain
chhore ki lekin aadat buri hain
chhore ki aankhe sharabi
hain inme nasha bhi yeh dil bole

chhore ki bate mithi chhuri hain
chhore ki lekin aadat buri hain
chhore ki bate mithi chhuri hain
chhore ki lekin aadat buri hain
chhore ki aankhe sharabi
hain iname nasha bhi yeh dil bole
bole bole bole

gori gori gori gori bahen teri hain
jo chori chori chori chori dekhu inhe mai to
gora gora gora gora rang teraa bhi hain
chhora chhora chhora chhora tu to jawan bhi hain
ab duriya kaisi majburiya kaisi
tere hi hatho me hain mera har faisala re
yeh dil de diya re ke dil bole
bole bole bole

khoya khoya khoya khoya meraa divana hain
soya soya soya soya sara jamana hain
khoya khoya khoya khoya teraa divana hain
soya soya soya soya sara jamana hain
julfen jo khul jaye suraj bhi ghul jaye
chhu karke mujhko to sagar bhi dhul jayega re
tu dil ko bacha re ye dil bole
bole bole bole

chhori ki bate mithi chhuri hain
chhori ki lekin aadat buri hain
chhori ki aankhe sharabi
hain iname nasha bhi ke dil bole
bole bole bole

His words, a honeyed blade, so keen,
His ways, a darkness, yet unseen.
His eyes, a drunken, heady wine,
A spell within, my heart entwined.

His words, a honeyed blade, so keen,
His ways, a darkness, yet unseen.
His words, a honeyed blade, so keen,
His ways, a darkness, yet unseen.
His eyes, a drunken, heady wine,
A spell within, my heart, to pine.
It speaks, it speaks, it does proclaim.

Your sister fair, a vision bright,
Whose glances steal into my sight.
Your skin, a dawn, a radiant hue,
A youth so bold, forever true.
What distance now? What binds us fast?
My every choice, by you surpassed.
My heart I yield, my spirit sways,
It speaks, it speaks, through endless days.

Lost, lost, lost, my lover dreams,
As all the world in slumber seems.
Lost, lost, lost, my lover dreams,
As all the world in slumber seems.
If tresses fall, the sun will fade,
And touched by me, the seas will wade.
Protect your heart, heed its command,
It speaks, it speaks, across the land.

Her words, a honeyed blade, so keen,
Her ways, a darkness, yet unseen.
Her eyes, a drunken, heady wine,
A spell within, my heart to align.
It speaks, it speaks, it does proclaim.