jali hai shama karwa ko lutne ke liye
gujar na jaye kahi kafna andhere me
o sitamgar kafilo ko jurm dhakar lut lete hai
sitamgar kafilo ko jurm dhakar lut lete hai
sitamgar kafilo ko jurm dhakar lut lete hai
magar hum pyar ka jadu jaga kar lut lete hai
magar hum pyar ka jadu jaga kar lut lete hai

yaha par lutne wale lutke bhi shikwa nahi karte
yaha par lutne wale lutke bhi shikwa nahi karte
hum aanchal ke parde me chhupakar lut lete hai
ke hum aanchal ke parde me chhupakar lut lete hai
dilo par jab adao naz ka zadu nahi chalta
dilo par jab adao naz ka zadu nahi chalta
to phir aankho se hum aankhe milakar lut lete hai
to phir aankho se hum aankhe milakar lut lete hai

aaj kuch aur range mehfil hai sakhat mushkil me pad gaya dil hai
lut gaye khud hi lutne wale pad gaye mujhko jaan ke lale
bekhudi chha gayi hai kyu mujh par
kya mai samjhu ke mar mite tujh par
jab se tujhse nigah char hui dil hi dil me mai bekarar hui
tu agar dil se mujhko pyar kare apni chahat ko aasvikar kare
teri ulfat me aisi kho jau bas mai teri gulam ho jau
o hansi chikna saz jadugar zam ko chhod dal mujhpe nazar
zam ko chhod dal mujhpe nazar

bahram khul jayega darte hai aankhe char karne se
bade chalak hai nazre churakar lut lete hai
bade chalak hai nazre churakar lut lete hai

A false flame, a lure to plunder the caravan,
lest the shroud of darkness claim its way.
Oh, oppressors, they pillage caravans through sin,
oppressors, they pillage caravans through sin,
oppressors, they pillage caravans through sin,
but we, with love's magic, steal their hearts away.
but we, with love's magic, steal their hearts away.

Here, the plundered ones utter no complaint,
here, the plundered ones utter no complaint,
we hide within the veil of our embrace,
we hide within the veil of our embrace.
On hearts, the magic of coquetry holds no sway,
on hearts, the magic of coquetry holds no sway,
so, through our eyes, we steal glances, then steal hearts away,
so, through our eyes, we steal glances, then steal hearts away.

Today, the gathering wears a different hue, a harsh trial for the heart,
the plunderers themselves are plundered, and I am left in mortal fear.
Why does oblivion descend upon me?
Can I believe I am lost to you?
Since our eyes first met, my heart has been restless,
If you love me truly, and accept my desire,
I will be lost in your devotion, and become your slave.
Oh, laughing charmer, magician, abandon the cup and cast your gaze upon me,
abandon the cup and cast your gaze upon me.

Doubt will be dispelled, fear you have of the meeting of eyes,
they are cunning, stealing hearts away with averted glances,
they are cunning, stealing hearts away with averted glances.