mai gul hu kalee hu saba hu
nahee ye khushbu aur hee kuchh hai
sanam ye khushbu aur hee kuchh hai

mai bekhud sharabi divana
nahee ye jadu aur hee kuchh hai
sanam ye jadu aur hee kuchh hai

ye puchho kalee se ye puchho chaman se
kise kya mila hai tumhare badan se
gulon ko to shoharat mere rang se
hai havaon kee mahak bhee mere ang se hai
aur dilbar teraa husn-o-jamal
sab meree chahat kaa kamal
jee kya kehana inayat hai navajish hai
mai chandani mai shabnam mai sitara
nahee sanam tu aur hee kuchh hai
nahee sanam tu aur hee kuchh hai

meraa hee nasha hai teree bekhudi me
meree aaraju hai teree divangi me
meree jindagee kaa shabab ek tu hai
meree jindagee kya teree aarju hai
par meraa har andajo ada hai tere dam se jaan-e-vafa
jee kya kehana inayat hai navajish hai
mai majnu mai farhad mai ranjha
nahee sanam tu aur hee kuchh hai
nahee sanam tu aur hee kuchh hai
mai gul hu kalee hu saba hu
nahee ye khushbu aur hee kuchh hai
mai bekhud sharabi divana
nahee ye jadu aur hee kuchh hai

I am the rose, the bud, the morning breeze,
Yet this fragrance, it transcends all these.
Beloved, this fragrance, something more,
I am the lost, the drunk, the lover's core.
Yet this magic, it surpasses all before.
Beloved, this magic, something more.

Ask the bud, ask the garden's green,
What treasures bloom from your form unseen.
The rose's fame, from my hue it springs,
The breezes' scent, from my being sings.
And your beauty, your radiant grace,
All a marvel of my embrace.
Oh, what can I say, what words can I find?
I am the moon, the dew, the starlit mind.
But beloved, you are something more defined.
Beloved, you are something more.

My intoxication in your lost embrace,
My yearning, in your heart's wild chase.
The reason for my life, it lies in you,
What is my life, but longing, true?
Yet, every gesture, every whispered plea,
Finds breath and life, solely from thee,
Oh, what can I say, what words can I find?
I am Majnun, Farhad, Ranjha's plight.
But beloved, you are something more, so bright.
Beloved, you are something more.
I am the rose, the bud, the morning breeze,
Yet this fragrance, it transcends all these.
I am the lost, the drunk, the lover's core.
Yet this magic, it surpasses all before.