kissa hota hai shuru paak ishq rangun
naam ameer damishq ke the ek takht nasheen
nek bashar the shaah aur raiyat per nek nazar thi
nek bashar the shaah aur raiyat per nek nazar thi
tha ek kaif azhad ulfat jiske uper thi
the sultaan sardaar ek sultaani thi unke
naazo ki paali pyaari laila dukhtar thi
kahu kya ishqbaazi ka nirala hi fasaana tha

kahu kya ishqbaazi ka nirala hi fasaana tha aa
ye alhadpan mein wo dono ladakpan ka zamana tha
aake maktam mein aapas mein taak aur jhaank rehti thi
yahi tha shahal rozaana ka padhne ka bahana tha
dili ulfat thi do jaanib na ik tarfa mohabbat thi
fida thi kaif per laila wo laila per deewaana tha
aji ek baat bhi ye hairat e angez thi ee ee kaisee
mijaaz e kaif bachpan hi se yaaro aashiqana tha

main sunaati hun ik maajraa-e-ajab
qais tumse hai bilkul sharam hi nahin
hai mohabbat bahut kuch bhi tumse mujhe
fark is mein tumhaari kasam bhi nahi
hai mohabbat bahut kuch hi tumse mujhe ae
teri baanki adaa pe main khud hun fida
apni chaahat ka dilbar bayaa kya karu
yehi khwaahish hai tum mujhko dekhaa
karo yehi khwaahish hai tum mujhko dekha
karo aur dil-o-jaani main tumko dekha
karu yehi khwaahish hai tum mujhko dekhaa karo

kya haqeekat judaai ki
zaahir karun badi
mujhko bhi jo bekaraari rahe
bhulti yaad pal ko nahi jhulti meri
aankho mein surat tumhaari rahe
bhulti yaad pal ko nahi jhulti
ye rab meri tumse hai maah-e-naqaab
dil lagaake na dil ko hata lena
tum bewafai na karna kabhi bhul
kar bewafai na karna kabhi bhul kar
gar mohabbat karo to nibha dena tum
bewafai na karna kabhi bhul ke ae ae

A tale begins, pure love's hue,
In Rangoon, a king's story true.
Amir, from Damascus' throne,
A righteous king, his people known.

A king so just, his gaze so kind,
A love possessed, of a singular mind.
With Sultan, and lords, a kingdom's sway,
Layla, his pampered love, in every way.

How shall I speak of love's strange art?
A youthful time, a playful start.
In school they met, with glances sly,
Reading became a reason nigh.
A love so deep, a double flame,
He craved for Layla, she for his name.
A wonder this, a truth to see,
His heart, since youth, held love's decree.

I hear a tale, a wonder spun,
That love for you, a shameless one.
I love you much, this truth I keep,
No oath I swear, my feelings deep.
Your charm, I find, my very fate,
How shall I speak of love's estate?
Show me your form, this is my plea,
My heart and soul, I give to thee.

What is the truth of parting's sting?
I speak aloud, the sorrowing.
Restless I am, you must know,
Your memory, never letting go.
Your face, within my eyes remains,
Never fading, through joys and pains.
Oh Lord, your moon, behind the veil,
Love's embrace, let it not fail.
Never betray, in love's sweet test,
If you love, then put your love to the test.
Never betray, in love's sweet test.