haye chilman ka gir jana allah allah
haye gir ke phir uth jana allah allah
zamana marta hai hamare jalwo par
zamana marta hai hasino ke jalwo par
haye chilman haye chilman
gir jana allah allah
haye gir ke phir uth jana allah allah

jis mehfil me khushi ke gul khilau
to dushman jale ji dushman jale
jis pehlu me ada se muskurau
to chhuriya chale ji chhuriya chale
khuda bhi aashiq hai hamari bato par
khuda bhi aashiq hai hasino ki bato par
haye chilman haye chilman
gir jana allah allah
haye gir ke phir uth jana allah allah

khel hai nazar ka chalo ji chal koi
na socho sanam ji samjho sanam
pyar ki ye bazi jo hara wahi jita
tumhari kasam tumhari kasam
farishte chalte hai hamari chalo par
farishte chalte hai hasino ki chalo par
haye chilman haye chilman
gir jana allah allah
haye gir ke phir uth jana allah allah

jit le wo duniya tu pyar ke sahare
to ho jaye naam ji ho jaye naam
jan le ishare jo meri nazar ke
to ban jaye kam ji ban jaye kam
chale jo parwane hamari raho pe
chale jo parwane hasino ke raho par
haye chilman haye chilman
girjana allah allah
haye gir ke phir uth jana allah allah

The veil descends, a whispered prayer, Allah, Allah.
Falls and rises, a celestial flare, Allah, Allah.
The world adores the radiant gleam we cast,
The world adores beauty, fleeting and unsurpassed.
Oh, veil of mystery, oh, veil of grace,
Falls and rises in this sacred space.

In halls of joy, where blooms of laughter rise,
Foes are consumed by envy's burning eyes.
Where I, with grace, a gentle smile impart,
Daggers of spite will tear at my very heart.
Even God, in love, is captive to our words,
Even God, in love, by beauty is stirred.
Oh, veil of mystery, oh, veil of grace,
Falls and rises in this sacred space.

It is a game of glances, let's begin,
Do not ponder, beloved, let love win.
In love's sweet game, the loser truly wins,
I swear by you, the battle softly spins.
Angels tread the path where we reside,
Angels tread the path, beauty's guide.
Oh, veil of mystery, oh, veil of grace,
Falls and rises in this sacred space.

If love's embrace can conquer all the earth,
Fame will follow, proving love's true worth.
If you perceive the language of my eyes,
Success will blossom beneath the skies.
If moths will follow our burning light,
If moths will follow, beauty shining bright.
Oh, veil of mystery, oh, veil of grace,
Falls and rises in this sacred space.