dhire dhire dhire dhire haule haule
chori chori chupke chupke dhire dhire haule haule
chori chori chupke chupke ha bate ye mulakate
aisa na ho koi kahani ban jaye
khatare ki koi nishani ban jaye
dhire dhire haule haule chori chori chupke chupke
ye bate ye mulakate aisa na ho koi kahani ban jaye
khatare ki koi nishani ban jaye
dhire dhire haule haule chori chori chupke chupke
hum pyase hai pyas bhuja de apni julfo ko bikhara de
hum pyase hai pyas bhuja de apni julfo ko bikhara de
mai to us se pyar karungi jo mujh pe dil jaan lutade
aisa jo ho mera diljani ban jaye aisa na ho
koi kahani ban jaye khatare ki koi nishani ban jaye
dhire dhire haule haule chori chori chupke chupke
dhire dhire haule haule chori chori chupke chupke

dil par likh kar nam tu mera nam na kar badnaam tu mera
dil par likh kar nam tu mera nam na kar badnaam tu mera
laal gulabi hotho se bas chum ke de jaam tu mera
kahi ye sharab bura na ban jaye
aisa na ho koi kahani ban jaye khatare ki koi nishani ban jaye
dhire dhire chori chori chupke chupke
dhire dhire haule haule chori chori chupke chupke

ek hasina sau diwane ek sama kitne parvane
ek hasina sau diwane ek sama kitne parvane
aag ke sholo se mat khele iska kya anjam ho jaye
chhu le hum aag to paani ban jaye
aisa na ho koi kahani ban jaye khatare ki koi nishani ban jaye
dhire dhire haule haule chori chori chupke chupke
ha baate ye mulakate aisa na ho koi kahani ban jaye
khatare ki koi nishani ban jaye
dhire dhire haule haule chori chori chupke chupke
dhire dhire haule haule chori chori chupke chupke

Slowly, softly, inch by inch,
stealing glances, secrets whispered,
slowly, softly, inch by inch.
These words, these meetings,
lest they bloom to a tale,
a mark of peril,
etched in the soul.
Slowly, softly, stealing glances.
These words, these meetings,
lest they bloom to a tale,
a mark of peril,
etched in the soul.
Slowly, softly, inch by inch.

We thirst, quench our longing,
unfurl the tresses' silk,
We thirst, quench our longing,
unfurl the tresses' silk.
I will love the one who pours their heart,
their life, to me.
If this be so, may he be my beloved,
lest they bloom to a tale,
a mark of peril,
etched in the soul.
Slowly, softly, stealing glances,
slowly, softly, inch by inch.

Write my name upon your heart,
do not besmirch my name.
Write my name upon your heart,
do not besmirch my name.
With ruby lips, just touch,
and hold my wine.
Lest this love turn to poison,
lest they bloom to a tale,
a mark of peril,
etched in the soul.
Slowly, softly, stealing glances,
slowly, softly, inch by inch.

One beauty, a hundred crazed,
a scene ablaze with moths,
One beauty, a hundred crazed,
a scene ablaze with moths,
Do not play with flames of fire,
lest the end be known.
If we touch the fire, may we become water,
lest they bloom to a tale,
a mark of peril,
etched in the soul.
Slowly, softly, stealing glances.
These words, these meetings,
lest they bloom to a tale,
a mark of peril,
etched in the soul.
Slowly, softly, inch by inch,
slowly, softly, inch by inch.