majnu sa aashik mar gaya lekin nasiht kar gaya kya
karta mai toba ishk se aaya mijaje shrif me aaya
aaya mijaje shrif me majnu sa aashik mar gaya
lekin nasiht kar gaya kya karta mai toba ishk se
aaya mijaje shrif me aaya aaya mijaje shrif me
majnu sa aashik mar gaya lekin nasiht kar gaya

bade nasib se dil me vo aaj aaye hai
aji vo aaye hai abhi to aaye hai
junune ishk me junune ishk me
hum aaj ladkhdaye hai junune ishk me
hum aaj ladkhdaye hai ye haal dekha jab tera
ghabrake dil ne ye kaha kya karta mai toba ishk se
aaya mijaje shrif me aaya aaya aaya mijaje shrif me
majnu sa aashik mar gaya lekin nasiht kar gaya kya

hansi hansi me aashiki me jaan jane de
ye jaan jane de o jaan jane de
haseen maut ko haseen maut ko
hans kar gale laga ne de
haseen maut ko hans kar gale laga ne de
ye ishk ki hai intja kya hogi iski intiha
karta mai toba ishk se aaya mijaje shrif me aaya
aaya aaya mijaje shrif me majnu sa aashik mar gaya
lekin nasiht kar gaya kya karta mai toba ishk se
aaya mijaje shrif me aaya aaya aaya mijaje shrif me
majnu sa aashik mar gaya

khayal kya hai tumhara ke mai nashe me hu
aji hu hosh me khuda kasam maje me hu
sukun dil ka tamnna ki har khusi lele
ye vo nasha hai jo jite ji jindagi lele
ye ishk aag hai is aag me jal jane de
ye pyar dokha hai ye dokha
hans ke khane de sambhal kud ko zara
ye dil sambhlta nahi to fir na ishk se dar
ye dar niklta nahi ye puch humse ye puch humse
ye puch humse ye puch humse lupt kya hai dil lagane me
bada maja hai kaleje pe chot khane me
aashik khusi se mar gaye bujdil nasiht kar gaye
karta mai toba ishk se aaya mijaje shrif me aaya
aaya aaya mijaje shrif me aaya mijaje shrif me aaya
aaya mijaje shrif me aaya

The lover Majnun, though dead, yet spoke,
A final lesson, a whispered joke:
"I would have turned from love, I swear,
But found my peace, my sacred air."

Majnun, the lover, now at rest,
His dying breath, a whispered test:
"I would have turned from love's cruel sting,
But found my peace, my spirit's wing."

With blessed fate, you grace my sight,
You've just arrived, my guiding light.
In love's wild dance, I stumble now,
Lost in the fire, I don't know how.
When I beheld your form divine,
My heart cried out, "No love of mine!"
"I would have turned from love's cruel sting,
But found my peace, my spirit's wing."

Let love's sweet jest claim life's last breath,
Let go of life, embrace sweet death.
In love's embrace, let me not fear,
A beautiful death, drawing near.
What end awaits this burning fire?
What heights of love will we acquire?
"I would have turned from love's cruel sting,
But found my peace, my spirit's wing."

Do you think I'm lost in wine's dark art?
No, I'm awake, with a grateful heart.
The soul finds peace, a wish fulfilled,
A life-long high, our spirits thrilled.
This love's a fire, let me be burned,
This love's a lie, yet I have learned.
Hold yourself, lest you fall apart,
For the heart won't heed, it will restart.
Fear not love's cruel, sharpest test,
Why this pain, in my soul's unrest?
Why this longing, this deep despair?
There's pleasure, in wounds beyond compare.
Lovers have died, with joyful cries,
Cowards whisper, with tear-filled eyes.
"I would have turned from love's cruel sting,
But found my peace, my spirit's wing."