maine tumse muskura ke bat ki
ki ye to meri aadat hai
tum samje mohabat hai
maine apna dil tumhi ko de diya
ki ye to meri chahat hai
tum kah lo mohabat hai
maine tumse muskura ke bat ki
ki ye to meri aadat hai
tum samje mohabat hai maine

muskura ke bat karna hasino ki aadat hai
hasino se ishk karna aashiko ki fidrat hai
muskura ke bat karna hasino ki aadat hai
hasino se ishk karna aashiko ki fidrat hai
ishk ka sahara lakar aashiki ke nam par
kisi ke gale pad jana kaha ki sarafat hai
kaha ki sarafat hai

aasik na hote to tumhe koun puchta
ye apni enayat hai ke tum se mohabat hai
maine tumse muskura ke bat ki
ki ye to meri aadat hai
tum samje mohabat hai maine

asa diwana maine dekha pahli bar hai
pahli mulakat me hi hua jis se pyar hai
asa diwana maine dekha pahli bar hai
pahli mulakat me hi hua jis se pyar hai

jindgi ko aaj maine dekha hai karib se
tum se hasin sathi milna duswar hai
milna duswar hai
are pahle jakar aayina to dekhiye
ke kaisi surat hai aur ham se mohabat hai
maine apna dil tumhi ko de diya
ki ye to meri chahat hai
tum kah lo mohabat hai maine

mera ye hasin dilwar kitna sidha sadha hai
chahre pr gussa dil me pyar ka erada hai
mera ye hasin dilwar kitna sidha sadha hai
chahre pr gussa dil me pyar ka erada hai
waise to aap bilkul thik se hi lagte ho
pyar ka fitur lakin jarurat se jayada hai
jarurat se jayada hai

ab to kuch bhi sja do kabul hai
ki ye to hakikat hai ke tum se mohabat hai
maine tum se muskura ke bat ki
ki ye to meri aadat hai
tum samje mohobat hai
maine are maine apna dil tumhi ko de diya
ye to meri chahat hai

la lla la la lla la ........

I spoke to you with a smile,
Just my way, a simple style.
You mistook it for love's art,
But I gave you my very heart.
A yearning deep, it burns inside,
Call it love, if you so decide.
I spoke to you with a smile,
Just my way, a simple style.
You mistook it for love's art,

A smile, a trick of beauty's guise,
To make the lovelorn realize.
To fall for beauty, love's sweet plight,
The lover's way, both day and night.
To use love's name, a fleeting plea,
To cling to one, a tragedy.
A tragedy, a bitter jest,

Without the lover, who would care?
This grace of mine, or love's rare snare?
I spoke to you with a smile,
Just my way, a simple style.
You mistook it for love's art,

Such madness, I've seen it now,
First glance, a vow, a burning brow.
Such madness, I've seen it now,
Love's first touch, I can't disavow.

I've seen life close, its fragile hold,
A partner like you, worth more than gold.
Worth more than gold, a precious find,
Look in the mirror, leave the past behind.
And such a face, and does love bind?
But I gave you my very heart.
A yearning deep, it burns inside,
Call it love, if you so decide.

My love, so pure, a gentle soul,
Anger's mask, a loving goal.
My love, so pure, a gentle soul,
A hidden love, to make me whole.
You seem quite right, it's true,
Yet love's delusion, burns anew.
Love's illusion, ever bright,

Now any fate, I will embrace,
Love's truth revealed, in time and space.
I spoke to you with a smile,
Just my way, a simple style.
You mistook it for love's art,
But I gave you my very heart.
A yearning deep, it burns inside,
La la la la, la la la la.