haan jo majanun the vo chale gaye
jo raanjha the vo chale gaye
haan jo majnun the vo chale gaye
haan jo raanjha the vo chale gaye
haan vo ishq hai na pyaar hai
vo dil hai naa diladar hai
tu dost hai naa yaar hai
ye teri mohabbat beimaan mohabbat
ye teri mohabbat beimaan mohabbat

jo majanun the vo chale gaye
chale gaye chale gaye
jo raanjha the vo chale gaye
chale gaye chale gaye
un divaano ka naam na lo
naam na lo naam na lo
un paravano ka naam na lo
naam na lo naam na lo
vo ishq hai na pyaar hai
vo dil hai na dildar hai
vo dost hai naa yaar hai
ye teri mohabbat beimaan mohabbat
ye teri mohabbat beimaan mohabbat


ab kahan sharm-o-haya
ab kahan bholi ada
sar se parda hata sab hua bemaza
naa vo rasme rahi na vo qasme rahi
aane vali hai ab qayamat
jo laila thi vo chali gayi
chali gayi chali gayi
jo hir thi vo chali gayi
chali gayi chali gayi
are raamakali ka naam na lo
naam naa lo naam na lo
anaarakali ka naam na lo
naam na lo naam na lo
vo ishq hai naa pyar hai
vo dil hai na dildar hai
vo ishq hai na pyaar hai
ye teri mohabbat
beimaan mohabbat
ye teri mohabbat beimaan mohabbat

what to say, when to say, why to say, how to say
majanun ko lav
lav lav
o lailaa ko bhi lav
lav lav
romiyo ko lav
lav lav
juliyat ko bhi lav
lav lav
soni ko lav mahival ko lav
paaro ko lav devadas ko lav
lav to lav kis-kis ko lav
haay mohabbat
lav lav lav lav

aashiqi bas naam ki ye khushi kis kaam ki
koi dil tod de raah me chhod de
ik bharosa kare duja dhokha kare
hat aankho me hai jhuthi chaahat

jo devadas the chale gaye
chale gaye chale gaye
jo log khaas the chale gaye
chale gaye chale gaye
tum bulleshaah kaa naam na lo
lav lav lav lav
are ramata ka bhi naam na lo
lav lav lav lav
vo ishq hai na pyaar hai
vo dil hai naa diladar hai
vo ishq hai naa pyaar hai
ye teri mohabbat beimaan mohabbat
mohabbat beimaan mohabbat
mohabbat hoy hoy
mohabbat hoy hoy
beimaan mohabbat mohabbat
beimaan vo o vo o vo o
mohabbat

The Majnoons, they have departed, gone away.
The Ranjhas, they have left, slipped from the day.
The Majnoons, they have departed, gone away.
The Ranjhas, they have left, slipped from the day.
No love remains, no tender art,
No heart, nor beloved, to impart.
No friend, no comrade, plays a part.
This love of yours, a treacherous dart,
This love of yours, a treacherous dart.

The Majnoons, they have vanished, gone,
Gone, gone, forever withdrawn.
The Ranjhas, they have vanished, gone,
Gone, gone, till the break of dawn.
Speak not the names of those who raved,
Do not speak, let the memory be saved.
Speak not of those, their souls enslaved,
Do not speak, let the silence be engraved.
No love remains, no tender art,
No heart, nor beloved, to impart.
No friend, no comrade, plays a part.
This love of yours, a treacherous dart,
This love of yours, a treacherous dart.

Where is modesty, where is grace?
Gone is the innocent, sweet embrace.
The veil is lifted, all is erased,
The rituals broken, promises disgraced.
The Day of Reckoning, it now descends,
The future now with no amends.
The Lailas, they have departed, gone,
Gone, gone, as the night moves on.
The Heers, they have departed, gone,
Gone, gone, as the stars are withdrawn.
Do not speak the name of Ramkali,
Do not speak, let the silence be.
Do not speak the name of Anarkali,
Do not speak, let the memory free.
No love remains, no tender art,
No heart, nor beloved, to impart.
No love remains, no tender art.
This love of yours,
A treacherous dart,
This love of yours, a treacherous dart.

What to say, when to say, why to say, how to say.
Majnoon, receive love.
Love, love, love.
And Laila, receive love.
Love, love, love.
Romeo, receive love.
Love, love, love.
Juliet, receive love too.
Love, love, love.
Sohni, receive love, Mahiwal, receive love.
Paro, receive love, Devdas, receive love.
Love to love, whom to love?
Oh, love!
Love, love, love, love.

This love, a mere name, what joy can it bring?
To break a heart, to leave, to sting.
One trusts, the other deceives, the pain it will sing,
False desire reflects from all that it brings.

The Devdases, they have departed, gone,
Gone, gone, forever withdrawn.
The special ones, they have departed, gone,
Gone, gone, as the stars are withdrawn.
You, do not speak the name of Bulleh Shah,
Love, love, love, love.
And do not speak of Ramta,
Love, love, love, love.
No love remains, no tender art,
No heart, nor beloved, to impart.
No love remains, no tender art.
This love of yours, a treacherous dart,
Love, treacherous dart,
Love, ho, ho,
Treacherous love, love,
Treacherous, oh, oh, oh,
Love.