koi aashiq hua daulat pe koi shaurat pe
kisi ne haar diya dil khuda ki ibadat pe
dad deta hai zamana phir hame kis liye aakhir
ke hum to khud ko lutaye baithe hai ek aafat pe

hey you all you guys lets do it right fire
burning is the love tonight jalwa
this is what the ladies gonna to get tonight
love is the game you be losing sight
game of love thats right come on
going round n round i like that
mera dil dooba check it out now baby
o meri dilruba o meri dilruba
dilrubao ke jalwe tauba dilrubao ke jalwe
dilrubao ke jalwe tauba dilrubao ke jalwe
hay balaao ke jalwe tauba bewafao ke jalwe
janta hai ye sara aalam dil bechara kahe kya
aa rahi hai jo zulfe chuke un hawao ke jalwe

in ki ada rahi mar gaye hum
bade mashur hai in ke sitam
in ki gali me kabhi mil jo gaya
samjho hua phir kissa khatam
bhule hai bhatke hai zulfo me attke hai
hum ko bacha le khuda lets do it
dilrubao ke jalwe tauba dilrubao ke jalwe
hay balao ke jalwe tauba bewafao ke jalwe
game of love going round n round
mera dil dooba o meri dilruba o meri dilruba

gesuo ka ye gehra badal jiski duniya pe chhaya
jindagi jee gaya vo aashiq jisne mehbub paya
paa gaya khuda vo dil ye dil ye dil jisne gavaya

khak chhani hai serao ki jaan hatheli pe rakh ke
inki raho ko roshan karne dil bhi hamne jalaya
sare jamane se dur huye, khud pagal mashur huye
inko manane me sadiya gayi, kiss miss sab angul huye
in nigaho ke dhup chao ke sau jafao ke
uff adao ke jalwe tauba dilrubao ke jalwe
dilrubao ke jalwe tauba dilrubao ke jalwe

yo ya break it down you want folded side
husn ke aag se roshan aashiqo ke zamane you r my ladies
humse hi to chala karti hai shayaro ki dukane
humse se hi jawa hai ishq ishq ke sare fasane
humse dil jo lagaya hai to sabar ki dalo aadat
shikwa chodo karo minnat aur akal lagao thikane
guzro se tola karte hai ishq me bola karte hai
har ik aire gaire pe dil nahi khola karte hai
gori baaho ke chikni raaho ke kehkasho ke
in gunaho ke jalwe tauba dilrubao ke jalwe
dilrubao ke jalwe tauba dilrubao ke jalwe
dilrubao ke jalwe tauba dilrubao ke jalwe
hay balao ke jalwe tauba bewafao ke jalwe

dilrubao ke jalwe tauba dilrubao ke jalwe
hay balao ke jalwe tauba bewafao ke jalwe
chahta hai ye sara aalam dil bechara kahe kya
aa rahi hai jo zulfe inn hawao ke jalwe
dilrubao ke jalwe tauba dilrubao ke jalwe
hay balao ke jalwe tauba bewafao ke jalwe
bewafao ke jalwe bewafao ke jalwe dilrubao ke jalwe

Some for wealth, some for fame, they yearn,
Some offered their hearts at the altar's turn.
The world applauds, but for what reason, tell?
We've squandered ourselves, caught in a love's hell.

Let's ignite, the fire's embrace tonight,
Burning is the love, the ladies' delight.
Love's a game where sight you lose,
Round and round, my heart's in the blues.
Oh, my beloved, oh, my beloved,
Glory of the beloved, repentance.
Oh, woes' glory, repentance,
Of the faithless, repentance.
The whole world knows, what can the heart say?
The glory of the winds, caressing tresses, they sway.

By their ways, we're slain, famous we remain,
If in their lane you tread, the tale will end in pain.
Lost and astray, in their tresses we're bound,
God, save us now, let's make the sound.
Glory of the beloved, repentance.
Oh, woes' glory, repentance,
Of the faithless, repentance.
Love's game going round and round,
My heart drowns, oh, my beloved, oh, my beloved.

The deep cloud of hair, upon the world it fell,
He lived life, the lover, who found love's spell.
God found the heart, this heart, this heart that fell,
Dust of deserts, life in hand he held,
To light their paths, our hearts as embers we did sell.
Far from the world, we became mad, yet renowned,
Centuries spent appeasing, lost without a sound.
Of these gazes, shade and sun, a hundred woes,
Oh, their ways, glory, repentance of the beloved shows.
Glory of the beloved, repentance.

Yo, break it down, you want the fluent side?
From beauty's fire, lovers of all time, ladies, ride!
From us, poets' shops do thrive,
From us, love's tales revive.
If your heart's with us, patience you must instill,
Complaints cease, make your plea, use your wit, take your will.
From the passing, they roam, in love they speak,
To every Tom, Dick, and Harry, the heart they don't leak.
Of fair arms, of smooth paths, of galaxies, oh,
Of these arts, glory, repentance of the beloved flow.
Glory of the beloved, repentance.
Oh, woes' glory, repentance,
Of the faithless, repentance.

Glory of the beloved, repentance.
Oh, woes' glory, repentance,
Of the faithless, repentance.
The whole world knows, what can the heart do?
The glory of the winds, the tresses subdue.
Glory of the beloved, repentance.
Oh, faithless glory, repentance.
Of the faithless, repentance.