sitamgar tujhse ummide karam hogi jinhe hogi
hame to dekhna ye hai ke tu jalim kaha tak hai
mohabbat chiz hai kya mohabbat karke dekhenge
mohabbat chiz hai kya mohabbat karke dekhenge
kaza kahte hai kisko kisi par mar kar dekhenge
mohabbat chiz hai kya

bada hi khubsurat dil se wada kar liya hamne
ke tum par jan dene ka irada kar liya hamne
ke tum par jan dene ka irada kar liya hamne
kaha hai pyar ki suli
kaha hai pyar ki suli ye suli chad ke dekhenge
kaza kahte hai kisko kisi par mar kar dekhenge
mohabbat chiz hai kya

tumhare dar pe dil apna mohabbat ka sawali hai
nashili aankho se dekho surahi dil ki khali hai
tumhare dar pe dil apna mohabbat ka sawali hai
nashili aankho se dekho surahi dil ki khali hai
chalak jati hai kaise
chalak jati hai kaise surahi bhar ke dekhenge
kaza kahte hai kisko kisi par marke dekhenge
mohabbat chiz hai kya

liya jayega kab tak jane man yu imtiha apna
suna do mushkura kar faisla kuch meharban apna
suna do mushkura kar faisla kuch meharban apna
tumhare faisle par
tumhare faisle par khushi se marke dekhenge
mohabbat chiz hai kya mohabbat karke dekhenge
kaza kahke hai kisko kisi par mar kar dekhenge
mohabbat chiz hai kya

The tyrant, those who hope for grace from you, may have that right,
But we must see how far your cruelty extends its night.

What is love, they ask? We shall know by loving deep,
What is love? We shall know by loving deep.
They speak of death; on another's heart, we'll learn to sleep.
Love is a thing.

A beautiful vow, our heart has spoken free,
That for you, our life we'll gladly set to sea,
That for you, our life we'll gladly set to sea.
Where is love's gallows?
Where is love's gallows? Upon that cross, we'll bravely be.
They speak of death; on another's heart, we'll learn to sleep.
Love is a thing.

Before your door, our heart, a beggar for your love, it pleads,
From your intoxicating eyes, our empty heart bleeds.
Before your door, our heart, a beggar for your love, it pleads,
From your intoxicating eyes, our empty heart bleeds.
How does it spill?
How does it spill? We'll see how it pours, and overflows,
They speak of death; on another's heart, we'll learn to sleep.
Love is a thing.

How long, beloved, will you test our soul's desire?
Smile, and speak your judgment, dear, and fan the fire.
Smile, and speak your judgment, dear, and fan the fire.
Upon your decree,
Upon your decree, with joy, we'll breathe our last and expire.
What is love, they ask? We shall know by loving deep,
They speak of death; on another's heart, we'll learn to sleep.
Love is a thing.