mohabbat ke liye waise toh tanhaayi jaruri hai
tamaasha dekhana ho toh tamaashaayi jaruri hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se, mohabbat mein nigaaho se
jubaan ka kaam lete hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se jubaan ka kaam lete hai
kisi ki baat karate hai, kisi ka naam lete hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se jubaan ka kaam lete hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se jubaan ka kaam lete hai
sanam ki baat karate hai khuda ka naam lete hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se jubaan ka kaam lete hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se

agar dar ho jamaane ka, sahaara lo bahaane ka
agar dar ho jamaane ka, sahaara lo bahaane ka
bada dilkash tarika hai yeh haale dil sunaane ka
kabhi in chaand taaron se, kabhi phulon bahaaron se
kiya karate hai dilwaale kabhi baatein ishaaron se
kabhi baatein ishaaron se, kabhi baatein ishaaron se
yun hi paigaam dete hai, yun hi paigaam lete hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se jubaan ka kaam lete hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se

dilon ke darmiya aksar koi deewaar hoti hai
dilon ke darmiya aksar koi deewaar hoti hai
hamesha pyaar ke sar par tangi talwaar hoti hai
shamma ki bahon mein udkar pahunch jaate hai parwaane
jamaane bhar ke peharo se, nikal jaate hai deewaane
nikal jaate hai deewaane, nikal jaate hai deewaane
bade chaalaak hote hai
bade chaalaak hote hai ki kab iljaam lete hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se jubaan ka kaam lete hai
kisi ki baat karate hai, kisi ka naam lete hai
sanam ki baat karate hai khuda ka naam lete hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se jubaan ka kaam lete hai
mohabbat mein nigaaho se jubaan ka kaam lete hai

For love, solitude's a necessary grace,
Yet spectacle demands a watching face.
In love's embrace, the eyes, the eyes ignite,
And tongues then speak, in borrowed, whispered light.
In love's embrace, the eyes, the eyes alight,
And tongues then speak, to claim another's right.
We speak of them, we whisper holy name,
In love's embrace, we play this burning game.
In love's embrace, the eyes, a hidden flame.

If fear of world should grip, a pretext find,
A clever shield to ease the troubled mind.
A charming way to let the heart unfold,
With stars and moon, a story to be told.
With subtle signs, the lovers softly speak,
In gestures sweet, the secrets that they seek.
With whispered signs, a longing to impart,
To send a message, and to claim a heart.
In love's embrace, the eyes, a veiled art.

Between two hearts, a wall of shadows lies,
Above all love, a hidden danger cries.
But in the flame, the moth finds its release,
The world's guards fail, the madman finds his peace.
The madman breaks, escaping every hold,
So cunning are they, as the tales unfold.
So clever are they, when accusing words are said,
In love's embrace, the words from eyes are read.
We speak of them, we whisper another's name,
We speak of love, invoking sacred flame.
In love's embrace, we play the subtle game.
In love's embrace, the eyes, in silent claim.