hai jo takdir me sahil to milega sahil
chhod do aaj se pina kahi tufano me
aap nikalte hai to khil jate hai pathar par bhi
lout aati hai bahare kabhi virano me
kissa e ahle jafa ahle wafa chal jaye
husn aur ishk ki mahfil me jara jal jaye
o aap khud apni hakikat ko nahi jante hai
aayina samne rakhiye to pata chal jaye

zindgi hai to haseeno ka salam aayega
zindgi hai to haseeno ka salam aayega
pyase hotho ki taraf koi to jam aayega
pyase hotho ki taraf koi to jam aayega
zindgi hai to haseeno ka salam aayega
zindgi hai to haseeno ka salam aayega
aap kya hai jo haseeno ka salam aayega
aap kya hai jo haseeno ka salam aayega
hosh ud jayenge jab rakt me jam aayega
hosh ud jayenge jab rakt me jam aayega

khwabe gaflat pe jaga jayega to acha hoga
hum hai kya humko bata jaye to acha hoga
khwabe gaflat pe jaga jayega to acha hoga
hum hai kya humko bata jaye to acha hoga
hum fakiro ke liye aap hi aayina hai
aap hi samne aa jaye to acha hoga
hum fakiro ke liye aap hi aayina hai
aap hi samne aa jaye to acha hoga
aap jo kuch bhi kahenge hume hoga manzur
aap jo kuch bhi kahenge hume hoga manzur
husan ka aayina ab ishq ke kam aayega
husan ka aayina ab ishq ke kam aayega
zindgi hai to haseeno ka salam aayega

husan ke waste mit mit ke sawarna hoga
gul ki hajat hai to kato se guzarna hoga
husan ke waste mit mit ke sawarna hoga
gul ki hajat hai to kato se guzarna hoga
apko rasme wafa kya hai ye malum nahi
reh ke tufan ki mojo me ubharna hoga
apko rasme wafa kya hai ye malum nahi
reh ke tufan ki mojo me ubharna hoga

ishq jab aag ke dariya se guzar jayega
ishq jab aag ke dariya se guzar jayega
tab kahi ja ke mohabat ka mukam aayega
tab kahi ja ke mohabat ka mukam aayega
aap kya hai jo haseeno ka salam aayga
dard ki raah me hum barsenge pathar bankar
gam ke sine me utar jayenge khanjar bankar
dard ki raah me hum barsenge pathar bankar
gam ke sine me utar jayenge khanjar bankar
hum tere nam se usko bhi laga lenge gale
mout aa jayegi jab apna mukadar bankar
hum tere nam se usko bhi laga lenge gale
mout aa jayegi jab apna mukadar bankar

hosla ye hai to mil jayenge ye hath abhi
husan se ishq ki hona hai mulakat abhi
hosla ye hai to mil jayenge ye hath abhi
husan se ishq ki hona hai mulakat abhi
hai jo bigdi hui ban jayegi vo bat abhi
parda uth jayega tutenge hijabat abhi
hai jo bigdi hui ban jayegi vo bat abhi
parda uth jayega tutnge hijabat abhi
dil mile hai to mohobat ka payam aayega
dil mile hai to mohobat ka payam aayega

If fate holds a shore, a shore you'll find,
Leave behind, from today, the storms that bind.
You emerge, and even stones begin to bloom,
Spring returns, even to desolate room.

The tales of betrayal and devotion may unfold,
In the gathering of beauty and love, let them be told.
You yourself do not know your own truth's core,
Place a mirror before you, and you'll know more.

Life holds, a greeting from beauty's grace,
Life holds, a greeting from beauty's face,
To thirsty lips, a goblet will embrace,
To thirsty lips, a goblet will embrace.
Life holds, a greeting from beauty's grace.

How can you expect a greeting so fair?
When the blood's embrace, takes the soul unaware,
When the blood's embrace, takes the soul unaware,
Awake from your slumber, it would be best,
Who are we, reveal it, and we shall be blessed.

For us mendicants, you are the mirror's gleam,
If you would appear, it would fulfill our dream.
For us mendicants, you are the mirror's gleam,
If you would appear, it would fulfill our dream.
Whatever you say, we shall embrace with trust,
The mirror of beauty, now love must adjust,
The mirror of beauty, now love must adjust.
Life holds, a greeting from beauty's grace.

For beauty's sake, to dissolve and refine,
If you seek the rose, through thorns you must twine.
For beauty's sake, to dissolve and refine,
If you seek the rose, through thorns you must twine.
You do not know the ways of love's true art,
In the waves of the storm, you must restart.
You do not know the ways of love's true art.

When love passes through a fiery sea,
Then, at last, the station of love will be.
How can you expect a greeting so fair?

On the path of pain, we'll be stones that weep,
In sorrow's heart, like daggers we'll creep.
We'll embrace even death, in your name's decree,
When fate arrives, our destiny to keep.

With courage like this, we'll meet hand in hand,
From beauty to love, a meeting so grand,
The broken will mend, at your command,
The veil will be lifted, the barriers unplanned.
The broken will mend, at your command,
The veil will be lifted, the barriers unplanned.
When hearts have met, love's message will stand.