hey surma lagaa ke latein uljha ke
haath jiya pe mal-mal
tere chhajje ke niche khade hain
phans gaye jaise dal-dal

tere chhajje ke niche hi khade hain
phans gaye jaise dal-dal
gulabo zara itr gira do gulabo zara itr gira do

hey, naino ka nishana mujh pe laga ke
goli chalai dhaayein dhaayein
jhootha fasaana mujhko suna ke
jaal bichhaya why? why?

jhootha fasaana mujhko suna ke
jaal bichhaya why? why?
gulabo zara itr gira do gulabo zara itr gira do

tauba tauba tu to mitha sa murabba
tauba tauba tu to shehad ka dabba
bhen ki takki oye wow so lucky oye
sab ki dain aur tu bole dhabba

cocktail menu me bas tera naam – in the bar
poster chhap gaye nikle ishtehaar
abki baar oye teri sarkaar oye
chipak chipak lets kiss you pooh in the car

chal nawabi, haal sharabi
thutt nashe mein, choor choor yun hi
honth lag ja, ghatt se pi loon haan..
oye patakha, kar dhamaka
bekhabar yoon ghoom ghoom rahi
mere sang tu jal zara si haan

gulaabo zara gandh phaila do
gulaabo zara gandh phaila do
surma lagaa ke latein uljha ke
haath jiya pe mal-mal
tere chhajje ke niche hi khade hain
phans gaye jaise dal-dal

o tere chhajje ke niche hi khade hain
phans gaye jaise dal-dal
gulaabo zara gandh phaila do
gulaabo zara gandh phaila do

With kohl-lined eyes, and tresses unbound,
My heart, a fabric, touched by your hand.
Beneath your balcony, we stand still,
Lost, like shadows in a marsh's will.
Beneath your balcony, fixed and caught,
In quicksand of desire, dearly bought.
Gulabo, a fragrance you must release,
Gulabo, let your perfume appease.

Your eyes, a weapon, aimed at my soul,
A shot fired, taking its cruel toll.
A false tale spun, a deceptive art,
A web of lies that tore my heart apart.
A false tale spun, a venomous guise,
A web of deceit before my eyes.
Gulabo, a fragrance you must release,
Gulabo, let your perfume appease.

Repentance, you're a sweet preserve,
Repentance, a honeyed, sugary curve.
Sister's coin, oh!
Wow so lucky, oh!
The den of all, and you shout hide and seek.
Cocktail menu, your name the only speak.
Posters plastered, the ads now gleam,
This time, your reign, a waking dream.
Cling and cleave, let's now,
Kiss you, boo, in the car's vow.

Royal gait, a drunken guise,
Drunk in bliss, before my eyes.
Lips meet, I'll drink you down so sweet,
Oh, firecracker, let our worlds greet.
Unaware, you wander free,
Walk with me, just a touch, you'll see.
Gulabo, let your scent now bloom,
Gulabo, let your perfume consume.
With kohl-lined eyes...