har mard ki tin kamjoriya bolo kya bolo kya
kya kya kya kya kya
pahli sharab duja shabab
pahli sharab duja shabab tijaa juaa juaa juaa juaa

har mard ki tin kamjoriya
har mard ki tin kamjoriya
pahli sharab duja shabab tijaa juaa juaa juaa juaa

pine pe aye to peeta hi jaye
juaa jo khele to khelta hi jaye
aurat ko ghure to ghurta hi jaye
pad jaye piche to padta hi jaye
jaaan liyaa jan liyaa aurat ne jaan liyaa kya

har mard ki tin bimariyaa
har mard ki tin bimariyaa
bolo kya bolo kya kya kya kya kya kya
pahle to miss duja fir kiss
pahle to miss duja fir kiss tijaa daga daga daga daga

aurat se ye baat chhupti kaha hai
logo ke dil ka usko pata hai
lalchayi najro se wo dekhta hai
mauka milae to kab chukta hai
jaan liya jaan liya aurat ne jaan liya kya
har mard ki tin chalakiyaa
har mard ki tin chalakiyaa
bolo kya bolo kya kya kya kya kya kya
pahle ek chain duja romance
duja romance tijaa dhoka dhoka dhoka dhoka

aa pass aa ja tujhko dikha du
chehre se tere parda hata du
kya teri aadat hai sabko bta du
tujhko jamane me ruswaa bana du
jaan liya jaan liya maine to jaan liya kya
har mard ki tin gustakhiya
har mard ki tin gustakhiya
bolo kya bolo kya
kya kya kya kya kya
pahle to hello duja chalo
pahle to hello duja chalo tijaa salam salam salam salam
har mard ki tin kamjoriya
har mard ki tin kamjoriya
pahli sharab duja shabab tijaa juaa juaa juaa juaa

First, the wine, a thirst that knows no end,
Second, the flesh, where fleeting passions blend,
Third, the game, a gamble of the soul,
A siren's call that takes its crushing toll.

He drinks and drinks, until the world grows dim,
He gambles on, the house will conquer him.
He stares at beauty, lost in hungry gaze,
And chases after, through life's winding maze.
She knows, she knows, the woman understands,
These secret wounds within the hearts of men.

First, the miss, a whispered, subtle plea,
Second, the kiss, a stolen ecstasy,
Third, the lie, a web of sweet deceit.

Where they cannot hide, the women know all,
They read the whispers, as the shadows fall.
They see the longing in the ardent eyes,
And know the moment when the truth will rise.
She knows, she knows, the woman understands,
These hidden wounds within the hearts of men.

First, a charm, a carefully crafted guise,
Second, romance, reflected in their eyes,
Third, betrayal's sting, a bitter tear.

Come close, my love, and let me show the truth,
Unveil the masks that hide your hidden youth.
I'll tell the world your deepest, secret ways,
And cast your failings into the light of days.
I know, I know, the woman understands,
These secret wounds within the hearts of men.

First, the hello, a casual hello,
Second, let's go, where shadows come and go,
Third, the farewell, a silent goodbye.