na meri zuba pe tera naam aaya
na teri zuba pe mera naam aaya
nazar ka ishara nazar ka ishara
nazar ka ishara bahot kaam aaya
nazar ka ishara bahot kaam aaya
na meri zuba pe tera naam aaya
na teri zuba pe mera naam aaya
nazar ka ishara nazar ka ishara
nazar ka ishara bahot kaam aaya
nazar ka ishara bahot kaam aaya

bada khubsurat bana ye bahana
bada khubsurat bana ye bahana
kaha kya suna kya kisine na jana
kaha kya suna kya kisine na jana
na mere hi sar pe ye iljam aaya
na tere hi sar pe ye iljam aaya
nazar ka ishara nazar ka ishara
nazar ka ishara bahot kaam aaya
nazar ka ishara bahot kaam aaya

khule raj saare magar chupke chupke
khule raj saare magar chupke chupke
mili dil ko dil ki khabar chupke chupke
na teri taraf se ye paigam aaya
na meri taraf se ye paigam aaya
nazar ka ishara nazar ka ishara
nazar ka ishara bahot kaam aaya
nazar ka ishara bahot kaam aaya

na meri zuba pe tera naam aaya
na teri zuba pe mera naam aaya
na meri zuba pe tera naam aaya
na teri zuba pe mera naam aaya

My lips, they held not your name,
Nor yours, on tongues that did proclaim.
But the glance, a secret untold,
The glance, a story to unfold,
The glance, it did its work so well.
The glance, it did its work to tell.
My lips, they held not your name,
Nor yours, on tongues that did proclaim.
But the glance, a secret untold,
The glance, a story to unfold,
The glance, it did its work so well.
The glance, it did its work to tell.

A beautiful excuse it made,
A beautiful pretense was laid.
What was said, what was heard, none could know,
What was said, what was heard, none could grow.
No blame upon my head did fall,
Nor yours, to answer to the call.
But the glance, a secret untold,
The glance, a story to unfold,
The glance, it did its work so well.
The glance, it did its work to tell.

Secrets unveiled, yet softly kept,
Secrets unveiled, while the world slept.
Hearts met hearts, in whispers low,
Hearts met hearts, as silent grow.
No message came from your side,
Nor mine, where feelings did reside.
But the glance, a secret untold,
The glance, a story to unfold,
The glance, it did its work so well.
The glance, it did its work to tell.

My lips, they held not your name,
Nor yours, on tongues that did proclaim.
My lips, they held not your name,
Nor yours, on tongues that did proclaim.