chura liya chain tumne ha chura li nind tumne
chain tumne churaya hamara
nind tumne chura li hamari
chain tumne churaya hamara
nind tumne chura li hamari
chain tumne churaya hamara
nind tumne chura li hamari aur kitna diwana karegi
yaar humko mohabbat tumhari
chura liya chain tumne ha chura li nind tumne

hai chahato ka ye safar kitna hasin humsafar
baho me meri tum har pal raho
kahti hai bekarariya bad jane do khumariya
hone do ho raha jo kuch na kaho
dekho bechainiya bad rahi hai
jaan bhi ja rahi hai hamari aur kitna diwana karegi
yaar humko mohabbat tumhari
chura liya chain tumne ha chura li nind tumne

tum bhi zara suno sanam mausam ye humse kah raha
chahat ki dhimi aag me jalte rahe
ab na hai koi aarzu aur na hai koi zusatzu
ye silsile wafa ke chalte rahe kyu lagi bas aaj ek pal me
zindagi ho gayi hai tumhari aur kitna diwana karegi
haye humko mohabbat tumhari
chain tumne churaya hamara
nind tumne chura li hamari chain tumne churaya hamara
nind tumne chura li hamari aur kitna diwana karegi
yaar humko mohabbat tumhari
chura liya chain tumne ha chura li nind tumne
chura liya chain tumne ha chura li nind tumne

You stole my peace, yes, you stole my sleep,
stole the calm that once was mine.
You stole my peace, my very ease,
and stole the rest that once was mine.
You stole my peace, my quietude,
and stole the rest, my dreams entwined.
And how much more will madness bloom?
My love, your love, it has confined.
You stole my peace, yes, you stole my sleep.

This journey of desires, so fair,
a fellow traveler, hand in mine,
Within my arms, forever stay,
and let our destinies entwine.
My restless heart, it does implore,
let drunken bliss forever shine.
Just watch the rising discontent,
my very life, it starts to decline.
And how much more will madness bloom?
My love, your love, it has confined.
You stole my peace, yes, you stole my sleep.

Oh, listen close, my love, my dear,
the season whispers in my ear:
In love's slow fire, let us burn.
No longing now, no searching quest,
but faithful ties that gently turn.
Why cling to moments, brief and blessed?
My life, it melts, your life to earn.
And how much more will madness bloom?
My love, your love, it has confined.
You stole my peace, yes, you stole my sleep.
You stole my peace, my quietude,
and stole the rest, my dreams entwined.
And how much more will madness bloom?
My love, your love, it has confined.
You stole my peace, yes, you stole my sleep.
You stole my peace, yes, you stole my sleep.