are deakhe nhi tum,
hamara jalwa,
Haath aaye ga tere,
Ka aa halwa,

Hum ho gye kmaal,
Hum ho gye dhamaal,
Hum ho gye kmaal,
Hum ho gye dhamaal,
Hum ho gye bawal,
Jise tok nhi sakte,
Are hoi jata wo kam,
Jo tum soch nhi sakte,
Wo hoi jata wo kam,
Jo tum soch nhi sakte,
Wo hoi jata wo kam,
Jo tum soch nhi sakte,
Wo hoi jata wo kam,
Jise tum soch nhi sakte,
Wo hoi jata wo kam,
Jo tum soch nhi sakte,

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Chodi chatti chora jism hai,
Chudi mein cham cham payal ...

Have you not witnessed our effulgence?
Like a sweet treat, you will be held in trance.
We have become the marvel,
We have become the uproar,
We have become the riot,
That cannot be questioned.
Behold, it will be done,
Behold, it will be done, the deed,
That you cannot fathom.
Behold, it will be done, the deed,
That you cannot fathom.
Behold, it will be done, the deed,
That you cannot fathom.

Broad chest, lithe physique,
Bangles chime, anklets in a rhythmic pique.
Behold the vista by the Ganges' shore,
All who gaze are smitten, and adore.
In her soil, a tenderness resides,
Without her word, no purpose abides.
Were we to become the healer,
The ointment applied, a soothing dealer.
From head to toe, the thermometer's grace,
Into your heart's garden, we would trace.
That photograph we'd then imprint,
That photograph we'd then imprint,
Which cannot be questioned.
And it would be done,
And it would be done, the deed,
That you cannot fathom.
Behold, it will be done, the deed,
That you cannot fathom.

The heart's plight, to the tongue withheld,
Never deceived by beauty, seldom compelled.
For in whose heart, the fear of the Divine resides,
Never causes another's heart to confide.
Were we to be the finest doctors of renown,
Each day, incredible characters we would crown.
We would become wealthy,
We would become radiant,
We would become wealthy,
As we illuminate,
Explaining the lore of Kama Sutra's mate.
And it would be done,
Oh, it would be done, the deed,
That you cannot fathom.
It would be done, the deed which you,
Behold, it will be done, the deed,
That you cannot fathom.
Behold, it will be done, the deed.