mai hu mast madari, mai hu mast madari
bina tir dil ghayal kar du, aisa mai hu shikari
bina tir dil ghayal kar du, aisa mai hu shikari
ho mai hu mast madari, mai hu mast madari

khel khel me mel ho dil ka aisa khel dikhau
najaro ki mai dor phenk kar teraa dil ulajhau
khel khel me mel ho dil ka aisa khel dikhau
najaro ki mai dor phenk kar teraa dil ulajhau
pagal ko pagal pahchane jane nahi anaadi
ho mai hu mast madari, mai hu mast madari
bina tir dil ghayal kar du, aisa mai hu shikari
ho mai hu mast madari, mai hu mast madari

chhupne vale chhupkar aate chhupkar kare ishara
lekin dard chhupaye kaise tir-e-najar ka mara
chhupne vale chhupkar aate chhupkar kare ishara
lekin dard chhupaye kaise tir-e-najar ka mara
ek adaa pe ham karte karban yeh duniya sari
ho mai hu mast madari, mai hu mast madari
bina tir dil ghayal kar du, aisa mai hu shikari
mai hu mast madari, mai hu mast madari

jamin pe chaand ka nur dekho
ye batre ki hur dekho

aaya aaya salaam mere yaar ka
aaya aaya salaam mere yaar ka
ab nahi gam shab-e-intzaar ka
ab nahi gam shab-e-intzaar ka
ya habibi ya habibi ya habibi

mai hu mast madari, mai hu mast madari
dekho rajasthani paani aayi chham chham karti jawani
aaj maahne aaj maahne aaj maahne
devar le le aayo re
sawaniya man bhayo re bhayo re
sasariye jaaun hud pihare ki aave re
sasariye jaaun hud pihare ki aave re

mai hu mast madari, mai hu mast madari
bina tir dil ghayal kar du, aisa mai hu shikari
ho mai hu mast madari, ho mai hu mast madari

I am the mystic juggler, a master of this art,
A hunter of hearts, though no arrow departs.
I am the mystic juggler, a master of this art.

In the game of love, I weave a bond unseen,
With glances as threads, your heart I convene.
In the game of love, I weave a bond unseen,
With glances as threads, your heart I convene.
A madman knows madness, the novice can't discern.
I am the mystic juggler, a master of this art,
A hunter of hearts, though no arrow departs.
I am the mystic juggler, a master of this art.

Those who hide, they signal from the shadows' keep,
But how can they hide the wound, love’s secrets deep?
Those who hide, they signal from the shadows' keep,
But how can they hide the wound, love’s secrets deep?
For a single glance, we'd give the world entire.
I am the mystic juggler, a master of this art,
A hunter of hearts, though no arrow departs.
I am the mystic juggler, a master of this art.

Behold the moon's light upon the earth below,
A vision of grace, a sight to bestow.

Greetings, greetings, my beloved's arrival,
Greetings, greetings, my beloved's arrival,
No more the night of longing's trial,
No more the night of longing's trial,
Ya Habibi, Ya Habibi, Ya Habibi.

I am the mystic juggler, a master of this art,
See the Rajasthani waters, youth's dance, a new start.
Today, today, today,
Brother-in-law, come and get me,
The monsoon's here, my heart's so free,
To my new home, I must go,
to my new home, I must go.

I am the mystic juggler, a master of this art,
A hunter of hearts, though no arrow departs.
I am the mystic juggler, a master of this art.