chori chori chupke chupke
chori chori chupke chupke dhire dhire haule haule
nikle diwano ki jan re sar se sarka jaye dupatta beiman re
chori chori chupke chupke dhire dhire haule haule
nikle diwano ki jan re sar se sarka aye dupatta beiman re
dupatta dupatta dupatta dupatta
dupatta dupatta dupatta dupatta

mere dupatte ke rang me hua re sajan rangila
ye dupatta nasha hai sara jaha hai nashila
mere dupatte ke rang me hua re sajan rangila
ye dupatta nasha hai sara jaha hai nashila
bhar gaye hai isme tare aasma ke sare
dil me macha de tufan re
sar se sarka jaye dupatta beiman re
chori chori chupke chupke dhire dhire haule haule
nikle diwano ki jan re sar se sarka jaye dupatta beiman re

chain churakar tere dil me macha de hal chal
kar de diwana aise ho jaye pal me pagal
chain churakar tere dil me macha de hal chal
kar de diwana aise ho jaye pal me pagal
hai aisa aisa jadu ke jaha hua bekabu
dil me jaga de shaitan re
sar se sarka jaye jaye jaye jaye jaye
sar se sarka jaye dupatta beiman re
chain churakar tere dil me macha de hal chal
kar de diwana aise ho jaye pal me pagal
dupatta beiman re, dupatta beiman re

Stolen glances, secrets kept,
Softly, slowly, whispers swept,
A lover's soul takes flight,
As a mischievous veil slips from sight.
Stolen glances, secrets kept,
Softly, slowly, whispers swept,
A lover's soul takes flight,
As a mischievous veil slips from sight.
Veil, oh veil, a silken plea,
Veil, oh veil, wild and free.

My veil's hue, a vibrant stain,
My love, your heart's aflame again,
This veil's a draught, a heady wine,
The world itself, drunk on divine.
My veil's hue, a vibrant stain,
My love, your heart's aflame again,
This veil's a draught, a heady wine,
The world itself, drunk on divine.
Stars from heaven, trapped inside,
In my heart, a tempest ride,
Ignite a storm, a raging fire,
As a mischievous veil fuels desire.
Stolen glances, secrets kept,
Softly, slowly, whispers swept,
A lover's soul takes flight,
As a mischievous veil slips from sight.

Stealing peace, your heart's unrest,
Turning madness to your breast,
Making you wild, in a moment's grace,
Lost within this passionate space.
Stealing peace, your heart's unrest,
Turning madness to your breast,
Making you wild, in a moment's grace,
Lost within this passionate space.
A magic spell, a siren's call,
That claims the world, enthralling all,
Awakening devils in the soul,
As a mischievous veil takes its toll.
Slipping, slipping, slipping, gone,
As a mischievous veil, love has won.
Stolen glances, secrets kept,
Softly, slowly, whispers swept,
A lover's soul takes flight,
As a mischievous veil slips from sight.
Veil, oh veil, a heartless guise,
Veil, oh veil, before our eyes.