mashuk apne shabab me
karte hai parda hijab me
kaisa zamana aaya dekho
ke dekho aashik khade hai nakab me
ho mashuk apne shabab me
karte hai parda hijab me
kaisa zamana aaya dekho
ke dekho aashik khade hai nakab me

dekho zara sharmile balam ko
dekho zara sharmile balam ko
yu dekhta hai muva ghunghat se humko
ji chahata hai hum is sharam ko
ho ji chahata hai hum is sharam ko
pi le mila kar sharab me
pi le mila kar sharab me
kaisa zamana aaya dekho
ke dekho aashik khade hai nakab me

kya ho gaya inko na jane na jane
haye kya ho gaya inko na jane
tasviro jaise chup hai diwane
humne diye hai kitne hi tane
ha humne diye hai kitne hi tane
kuch to kaho tum jawab me
ji ha kuch to kaho tum jawab me
kaisa zamana aaya dekho
ke dekho aashik khade hai nakab me

ab kam apna ye kar rahe hai
najuk hasino se dar rahe hai
mare sharam ke ye mar rahe hai
socha na tha ye khawab me
socha na tha ye khawab me
kaisa zamana aaya dekho
ke dekho aashik khade hai nakab me
ho mashuk apne shabab me
karte hai parda hijab me
kaisa zamana aaya dekho
ke dekho aashik khade hai nakab me

Her youth unveiled, a hidden grace,
Veiled in layers, time and space.
Behold the age, a twisted art,
Where lovers hide, a masked heart.
Her youth unveiled, a hidden grace,
Veiled in layers, time and space.
Behold the age, a twisted art,
Where lovers hide, a masked heart.

See the shy one, coy and sweet,
See the shy one, downcast feet,
Peeking now, from silken sheet,
Oh, to drink this blush so deep,
To drink this blush, in wine so steep,
In wine so deep, a soul to keep.
Behold the age, a twisted art,
Where lovers hide, a masked heart.

What has seized them, lost to sight,
What has seized them, in fading light?
Silent forms, in frozen plight,
Taunts we gave, both day and night,
Answer now, break free and bright,
Oh, answer now, with all your might,
Behold the age, a twisted art,
Where lovers hide, a masked heart.

Their work, this fear they embrace,
From delicate beauty, turn their face,
By shame they die, in time and space,
Dreamed not this, in time's embrace,
Dreamed not this, in time's embrace.
Behold the age, a twisted art,
Where lovers hide, a masked heart.
Her youth unveiled, a hidden grace,
Veiled in layers, time and space.
Behold the age, a twisted art,
Where lovers hide, a masked heart.