kya hua are kya hua dekho dekho tum fir ruthe
ruth ke hath chudao na kya hua are kya hua
dekho dekho tum fir ruthe ruth ke hath chudao na
kya khata hui kya khata
are mithi mithi rat milan ki usko jahar banao na
kya hua maine kaha kya hua dekho dekho tum fir ruthe
ruth ke hath chudao na kya hua walla kya hua

lab pe nahi hai aankho me ha hai rat jawa hai mast shama hai
lab pe nahi hai aankho me ha hai rat jawa hai mast shama hai
yuhi shama ye beet jao itni bat bhadao na
kya hua are bhai kya hua dekho dekho tum fir ruthe
ruth ke hath chudao na kya hua are bhai kya hua
haye haye oye hoye

aankh mila lo rat jaga lo pyar ka rangin jashan mana lo
aankh mila lo rat jaga lo pyar ka rangin jashan mana lo
fida hu mai is mukhde par mujhko pith dikhao na
kya hua walla kya hua dekho dekho tum fir ruthe
ruth ke hath chudao na kya hua maine kaha kya hua

thandi hawa ke jhoke ye chahe dal gale me gori si bahe
thandi hawa ke jhoke ye chahe dal gale me gori si bahe
tumhe basalu tan man me or jara paas aao na
kya hua are bhai kya hua dekho dekho tum fir ruthe
ruth ke hath chudao na kya hua are bhai kya hua
kya khata bhai kya khata
are mithi mithi rat milan ki usko jahar banao na
kya hua are kya hua dekho dekho tum fir ruthe
ruth ke hath chudao na kya hua walla kya hua

What ails thee, what has come to pass?
See, you've turned away, once more.
Why sever hand from hand, this way?
What ails thee, oh, what is sore?

See, you've turned away, again,
Why leave my grasp, my plea ignored?
What fault, what error have I made?
Why poison the sweet night, once adored?
What ails thee, I implore, what is it?
See, you’ve turned away, again,
Why sever hand from hand, this way?
What ails thee, by the Divine?

Not on the lips, but in the eyes,
Yes, youth is here, the night ablaze,
Not on the lips, but in the eyes,
The night is young, in a fiery haze.
Let not this night just fade away,
Why magnify these fleeting days?
What ails thee, oh brother, what is it?
See, you've turned away, once more.
Why sever hand from hand, this way?
What ails thee, oh brother, say?
O, alas, o, woe!

Meet my gaze, let the night awaken,
Celebrate love's vibrant, colored feast!
Meet my gaze, let the night awaken,
Celebrate love's radiant, colorful feast!
I'm lost in adoration of your face,
Why turn your back, and flee to the least?
What ails thee, by the Divine?
See, you've turned away, once more.
Why sever hand from hand, this way?
What ails thee, oh what is it?

Cool breezes whisper, a gentle plea,
To entwine fair arms around my neck,
Cool breezes whisper, a gentle plea,
To entwine your fair arms around my neck,
I long to hold you, body and soul,
Come closer now, and do not wreck.
What ails thee, oh brother, what is it?
See, you've turned away, once more.
Why sever hand from hand, this way?
What ails thee, oh brother, say?
What fault, what error have I made?
Why poison the sweet night, once adored?
What ails thee, I implore, what is it?
See, you’ve turned away, again,
Why sever hand from hand, this way?
What ails thee, by the Divine?