khud hi dil ka rog lagaye, khud hi baitha roye
naina re naina, tujhse bura na koye
naina re tu hi bura, tu hi bura, tujhse bura na koye
khud hi dil ka rog lagaye, khud hi baitha roye
naina re, tu hi bura, tujhse bura na koye
khud hi dil ka rog lagaye, khud hi baitha roye
naina re

sab ki prem kahaniya dil ki bechainiya
tu hi shuru karwaye
khud hi dil ka rog lagaye, khud hi baitha roye
naina re naina, tujhse bura na koi
naina re, tu hi bura, tujhse bura na koye
khud hi dil ka rog lagaye, khud hi baitha roye
naina re

aansu banke chhalka jaye, dil ka peymana
ishq mein hai itne sadme, dil ne na jana
ab ik pal ki bhi duriyan, mujhse sahi jaye na
dard bhare tanhaiyan, mujhse sahi jaye na
naina re, tu hi bura, tujhse bura na koye
khud hi dil ka rog lagaye, khud hi baitha roye
naina re

tute sapne bikhre arman, kya hua hasil
bebasi ka chaya alam, kya kare yeh dil
katte kate na rattiyan, mushkil judai badi
yad aaye biti battiyan, lage yun gu si gadi
naina re, tu hi bura, tujhse bura na koye
khud hi dil ka rog lagaye, khud hi baitha roye
naina re, naina re, naina re
naina re, naina re

My own heart's malady, I wove,
And then, I wept, a mournful cove.
Eyes, oh eyes, none as wicked as thee,
Eyes, you are the wicked, the wicked, see?
None as wicked as thee.
My own heart's malady, I wove,
And then, I wept, a mournful cove.
Eyes, you are the wicked, the wicked, see?
None as wicked as thee.
My own heart's malady, I wove,
And then, I wept, a mournful cove.
Eyes, oh eyes.

All love's tales, the heart's unrest,
You are the one who starts the test.
My own heart's malady, I wove,
And then, I wept, a mournful cove.
Eyes, oh eyes, none as wicked as thee,
Eyes, you are the wicked, the wicked, see?
None as wicked as thee.
My own heart's malady, I wove,
And then, I wept, a mournful cove.
Eyes, oh eyes.

Tears spill forth, a brimming cup,
The heart's measure, now broken up.
In love's maze, so many blows,
The heart knew not, as the sorrow grows.
Now, not even a moment apart,
Can I endure, this aching heart.
Lonely pain, so heavy to bear,
Oh, how I suffer, beyond compare.
Eyes, you are the wicked, the wicked, see?
None as wicked as thee.
My own heart's malady, I wove,
And then, I wept, a mournful cove.
Eyes, oh eyes.

A shattered dream, scattered desires,
What reward for these funeral pyres?
Helplessness descends, a darkening tide,
What can this heart, now, do to hide?
Nights won't end, separation's sting,
Memories flood, the past they bring.
Old talks, they return, a timeless chime,
Each second an age, in the depths of time.
Eyes, you are the wicked, the wicked, see?
None as wicked as thee.
My own heart's malady, I wove,
And then, I wept, a mournful cove.
Eyes, oh eyes, eyes, oh eyes,
Eyes, oh eyes, eyes, oh eyes.