salaam sahab, are salaam memsahab are jara idhar bhi najar phekiye

are boni to ho gayi, ae jiyo raja ae jiyo rani
o le lo le lo duwa kisi bekraar ki
hum bhi raaho mein khade hai yaar idhar dekhlo
hum bhi raaho mein khade hai yaar idhar dekhlo
jaaneman pyar se ek najar dekhlo
hum bhi raaho mein khade hai yaar idhar dekhlo
jaaneman pyar se ek najar dekhlo, hum bhi raaho mein khade hai

hum dukho ke paale hai, ha magar dilwale hai
ek najar pe ruk jaaye, aise hum matwale hai
apne ho yaade gaane, hum to sabke diwane
har gali mein baaho ke haar humne daale hai
yu hi to hai galiya wo pyar ki
aanewalo aanewalo mere dil ka najar dekhlo
jaaneman pyar se ek najar dekhlo, hum bhi raaho mein khade hai

dil ka sathi hai jab dil, kaisa rasta kya manjil
chal pado to rasta hai, thehar jao to manjil
rang ye baajaro ka rup ye dildaaro ka
jo najara dekho hai chum lene ke kabil
hawa khanewalo mere gulzar ki
kya ho thodasa kya ho thodasa hume bhi agar dekhlo
jaaneman pyar se ek najar dekhlo, hum bhi raaho mein khade hai
hum to chahat se haare

Salutations, honored ones, salutations, esteemed ones,
Cast a glance this way, I implore.
The blessings have begun, rejoice, oh queen, live long,
Receive, oh receive, the prayer of a restless heart.
We, too, stand upon these paths, friend, look this way,
We, too, stand upon these paths, look this way.
Beloved, with love, cast but one glance,
We, too, stand upon these paths, look this way,
Beloved, with love, cast but one glance,
We, too, stand.

We are nurtured by sorrows, yet our hearts are generous,
We halt at a single glance, such is our wild nature.
Of our memories and songs, we are devotees to all,
In every lane, we've draped garlands of our arms.
Thus exist these lanes, woven with love,
Those who arrive, those who arrive, behold the gaze of my heart,
Beloved, with love, cast but one glance,
We, too, stand upon these paths.

When the heart is companion to the heart, what is path, what is destination?
If you walk, the path is, if you pause, the destination is.
The colors of these markets, the forms of these beloveds,
The spectacle you see, is worthy of a kiss.
Those who breathe the air, of my rose garden,
What if, just a little, what if, just a little, you look at us?
Beloved, with love, cast but one glance,
We, too, stand upon these paths.
We are defeated by desire.