nain mila lo, nain mila lo
pyaar ka dar hai pyaar to hoga
dil mila lo, dil mila lo
dard ka dar hai dard to hoga

chaho bach jaaye nain mila ke
dil mila ke haay dil mila ke
puchho shamma se ya parwaane se ja ke
parwaane se ja ke
shamma bano tum, parwaane hum
jalne ka dar hai jalna to hoga

thandi thnadi hawa ho aur mausam suhana
mausam suhana
pyaar kar lo pyaar ka aaya jamana
aaya jamana
bijli ho tum, baadal hai hum
tufaan ka dar hai tufaan to hoga

darte darte dekh rahi hai haay jindagni
haay jawani
dur chale aur sath bitaaye jindagaani
bitaaye jindagaani
kahan chale, haram chalo
registaan ka dar hai
africa chalo ? kaabul chalo pathan ka dar hai
to ghar bula lo abbajaan ka dar hai
ghar me abbajaan ka dar hai
kaabul me pathan ka dar hai
haram me registaan ka dar
africa me ? dar hai
kaam ka dar hai, jaan ka dar hai
dar hi dar hai, dar hi dar hai
yaani saare jahan ka dar hai

to jahannum chalo, jahannum chalo
shaitaan ka dar hai, shaitaan to hoga
to hume bula do nahi bulaate
nain mila lo nahi milaate
dil mila lo nahi milaate
hath mila lo nahi milaate
wajah bata do, wajah bata do
pyaar ka dar hai pyaar to hoga
nain mila lo, nain mila lo
pyaar ka dar hai pyaar to hoga
dil mila lo, dil mila lo
dard ka dar hai dard to hoga

Let eyes meet eyes, let them meet,
Fear of love, but love will surely bloom.
Let hearts entwine, let them entwine,
Fear of pain, but pain will find its room.

If you desire to escape, let eyes not meet,
Let hearts not entwine, oh, let hearts not meet.
Ask the moth, or ask the candle's heat,
Ask the moth, you must repeat.
Become the flame, and we the moths,
Fear of burning, but burning's meant to be.

Cool breezes blow, and weather so divine,
Weather so divine.
Embrace love now, for love has come to shine,
Has come to shine.
You are the lightning, we the clouds,
Fear of storms, but storms are bound to rage.

Youth watches, trembling, oh, youth so grand,
Oh, youth so grand.
Move far, yet spend a life close at hand,
A life at hand.
Where to go? To a harem you must try,
In the desert, what is the fear?
Kabul, Pathan, is not the way.
Call the father, for fear is near.
At home, the father's fear you'll face.
In Kabul, the Pathan's dark embrace.
In the harem, desert's bitter dread,
In Africa? Fear it will spread.
Fear of work, fear of life,
Fear, only fear,
A world of fear, all over here.

Then to hell we'll go, to hell we'll tread,
Fear of Satan, but Satan's in the red.
Call us, then, but you do not call,
Let eyes not meet, let them not fall.
Entwine hearts, but hearts will not be.
Shake hands, but hands will disagree.
Tell the reason, tell the reason why,
Fear of love, but love will never die.
Let eyes meet eyes, let them meet,
Fear of love, but love will surely bloom.
Let hearts entwine, let them entwine,
Fear of pain, but pain will find its room.