jane kaise shab dhali, jane kaise dil khila
jane kaise kab kahan, chal pada yeh silsila
meri ankhon ko yeh kaisa manjar mila
tere har naksh mein bas khuda hi khuda
tera chehra sanam ik rubayi si hai
mere dil jism o jan pe tu chayi si hai
tera chehra sanam ik rubayi si hai
mere dil jism o jan pe tu chayi si hai

betabiyo ki shamo sehar se
na tha main wakib dard e jigar se
gujra nahi tha main toh kabhi bhi
pyar ki dilkash rahegujar se
diwanagi ki yeh intehan hai
har chehre mein chehra tera hai
sari duniya teri parchayi si hai
mere dil jism o jan pe tu chayi si hai
tera chehra sanam ik rubayi si hai
mere dil jism o jan pe tu chayi si hai
jane kaise shab dhali, jane kaise dil khila
jane kaise kab kahan, chal pada yeh silsila

teri kashish ka jadu ajab hai
har waqt mujhko teri talab hai
yun hi nahi main besudh huva hoon
iss pyas ka to koi sabab hai
tere siva na abb koi arman
abb jindagi hai tujhse meri
bin tere har jagah tanhayi si hai
mere dil jism o jan pe tu chayi si hai
tera chehra sanam ik rubayi si hai
mere dil jism o jan pe tu chayi si hai

jane kaise shab dhali, jane kaise dil khila
jane kaise kab kahan, chal pada yeh silsila
meri ankhon ko yeh kaisa manjar mila
tere har naksh mein bas khuda hi khuda
tera chehra sanam ik rubayi si hai
mere dil jism o jan pe tu chayi si hai
tera chehra sanam ik rubayi si hai
mere dil jism o jan pe tu chayi si hai

How did the word take form, how did the heart bloom?
How, when, where did it begin, this unfolding bloom?
My eyes, they found a vista anew,
In every trace of you, God, only God, I view.
Your face, my love, a quatrain's grace,
You've swathed my soul, my form, my embrace.
Your face, my love, a quatrain's grace,
You've swathed my soul, my form, my embrace.

From restless nights and dawns unseen,
I knew not pain, nor heart's chagrin.
I'd never trod, before your light,
Love's captivating, luminous height.
This madness, a test, a fiery trial,
In every face, your gaze, beguiling.
The world itself, your shadow's guise,
You've swathed my soul, my form, my skies.
Your face, my love, a quatrain's grace,
You've swathed my soul, my form, my embrace.
How did the word take form, how did the heart bloom?
How, when, where did it begin, this unfolding bloom?

Your pull, a magic, strange and deep,
For you, my soul, forever will weep.
Not without cause, this reverie's hold,
This thirst of mine, a story told.
No wish remains, but you alone,
My life with yours, forever known.
Without you, all is solitary night,
You've swathed my soul, my form, my light.
Your face, my love, a quatrain's grace,
You've swathed my soul, my form, my embrace.

How did the word take form, how did the heart bloom?
How, when, where did it begin, this unfolding bloom?
My eyes, they found a vista anew,
In every trace of you, God, only God, I view.
Your face, my love, a quatrain's grace,
You've swathed my soul, my form, my embrace.
Your face, my love, a quatrain's grace,
You've swathed my soul, my form, my embrace.