aashiqi me har aashiq, ho jata hain majbur
aashiqi me har aashiq, ho jata hain majbur
isme dil ka, mere dil ka
isme dil ka kya kusur
aashiqi me har aashiq, ho jata hain majbur
aashiqi me har aashiq, ho jata hain majbur
isme dil ka, mere dil ka
isme dil ka kya kusur

nigahe na milti, na ye pyaar hota
na main tujhse milta, na ijhaar hota
nigahe na milti, na ye pyaar hota
na main tujhse milta, na ijhaar hota
mere aashiq mere dilbar, meri janeja
ab tere bin ek pal, na jeena yaha
tujhse milke jaane, kaisa chhaya hain suroor
tujhse milke jaane, kaisa chhaya hain suroor
isme dil ka mere dil ka
isme dil ka kya kusur
aashiqi me har aashiq, ho jata hain majbur
isme dil ka mere dil ka
isme dil ka kya kusur

na puchho ke kaisi hain ye bekrari
mohabbat ki pyasi hain, ye duniya saari
na puchho ke kaisi hain ye bekrari
mohabbat ki pyasi hain, ye duniya saari
na jane dil kiska kab kho jaaye
bin soche bin samjhe pyaar ho jaye
ha yahi chahat ka, aksar hota hain dastur
ha yahi chahat ka, aksar hota hain dastur
isme dil ka, mere dil ka
isme dil ka kya kusur
aashiqi me har aashiq, ho jata hain majbur
isme dil ka, mere dil ka
isme dil ka kya kusur

In love's embrace, each lover finds,
A captive heart, by fate entwined.
In love's embrace, each lover finds,
A captive heart, by fate entwined.
My heart within, my very soul,
What fault resides, beyond control?
In love's embrace, each lover finds,
A captive heart, by fate entwined.
My heart within, my very soul,
What fault resides, beyond control?

Had eyes not met, had love not bloomed,
No whispered words, no heart consumed.
Had eyes not met, had love not bloomed,
No whispered words, no heart consumed.
My love, my life, my only guide,
Without you here, I cannot abide.
With you I've found, a sweet delight,
With you I've found, a sweet delight,
My heart within, my very soul,
What fault resides, beyond control?
In love's embrace, each lover finds,
My heart within, my very soul,
What fault resides, beyond control?

Don't ask the pain, the restless plea,
The world itself, yearns desperately.
Don't ask the pain, the restless plea,
The world itself, yearns desperately.
Who knows whose heart will slip away,
Without a thought, love lights the way.
This is desire, the destined art,
This is desire, the destined art,
My heart within, my very soul,
What fault resides, beyond control?
In love's embrace, each lover finds,
My heart within, my very soul,
What fault resides, beyond control?