khubsurat hai dekho ye jahan, khubsurat nasheela ye sama
dekho jara to khubsurat suhana rasta
dekho jara to khubsurat fiza pe main fida
na jane kya huwa dil mera kho gaya, milega kise kya pata
na jane kahan gum hai, ye thoda gumsum hai
ye kiski khata hai bata jara to
khubsurat tumhi se hai jahan, dekho jara to
khubsurat tumhari har ada
dekho jara to khubsurat yun tujhsa hai kahan
dekho jara to khubsurati pe teri main fida

ahista ahista jadu chala to ankhon se chhalakega banke nasha
masruf rehta hai tere khayalo mein marne ki bhi isko fursat kahan
majbur hai dil na isko pata hain junun ki
ye manjil le jaye kahan le jaye kahan
khubsurat hai dekho ye jahan, khubsurat nashila ye shama
dekho jara to khubsurat yun tujhasa hai kahan
dekho jara to khubsurati pe teri main fida

dekho jara dil ki jaa se utha hai dhunwa kaha se kaha se utha hai
kaha se utha hai jis hal mein hoga dil khush rahega
na gam hoga hamko na dil ko gila hai na dil ko gila hai
na jane kisko jamane mein dekha
milega mukaddar mohabbat ka dekho jara, dekho jara
khubsurat hai dekho ye jahan, khubsurat nasheela ye sama

Behold, the world, a canvas bright, a night of beauty, drunk on light,
A path unfolds, a lovely sight,
Behold, the air, in which I plight my soul,
My heart, it vanished, lost its goal,
Who knows where it's gone, what's its toll?
A little lost, a shadowed role,
Whose fault is this, to make me whole?
The world's beauty, it stems from you, behold,
Your every grace, a story told,
Where is another, like you, to be bold?
Behold, your beauty, my soul controlled.

Slowly, the magic starts to weave,
From your eyes, a potion to receive,
Engrossed in thought of you, I grieve,
Too busy to die, I believe.
My heart is bound, it doesn't know,
Where this madness will let me go,
Where will it lead, this frenzied show?
Behold, the world, a canvas bright, a night of beauty, drunk on light,
Where is another, like you, to glow?
Behold, your beauty, my soul below.

Behold, from the heart, the smoke ascends,
From where, from where, it now transcends?
In whatever state, my heart attends,
It will rejoice, its journey mends.
No sorrow shall be, nor heart's complaint,
Whom in the world, did I acquaint?
If fate will grant, the love I paint, behold, behold,
Behold, the world, a canvas bright, a night of beauty, drunk on light.