najar kaa milana mohabbat hai, najar kaa jhukana mohabbat hai
najar kaa milana mohabbat hai, najar kaa jhukana mohabbat hai
tum chahe jisse puchh lo mere sanam
tum chahe jisse puchh lo mere sanam
yu dil ko churana mohabbat hai, yu najdik aana mohabbat hai
tum chahe jisse puchh lo mere sanam
tum chahe jisse puchh lo mere sanam
yu mujhko satana mohabbat hai, najar kaa milana mohabbat hai

achchhee nahee hai jana yeh aadat
chhuptee nahee hai aise chhupane se chahat
dekho jee aise shararat karo na
sab dekh lenge aise mujhko chhuo na
yu sab se chhupana mohabbat hai, yu sharmana mohabbat hai
tum chahe jisse puchh lo mere sanam
tum chahe jisse puchh lo mere sanam
yu mujhko satana mohabbat hai, yu mujhko satana mohabbat hai

aasheeq banaye mujhko teree adaye
tujhko bulaye meree bechain banhe
dekho na aise mujhko divangee se
jane kyun dar lagta hai iss bekhudee se
yu karna bahana mohabbat hai, yu julfe girana mohabbat hai
tum chahe jisse puchh lo mere sanam
tum chahe jisse puchh lo mere sanam
yu dil ko churana mohabbat hai, yu najdik aana mohabbat hai
tum chahe jisse puchh lo mere sanam
tum chahe jisse puchh lo mere sanam
yu mujhko satana mohabbat hai, najar kaa milana mohabbat hai

To meet the gaze, a love profound,
To lower eyes, on hallowed ground.
To meet the gaze, a love so deep,
To lower eyes, the secrets keep.
Ask anyone, my love, and they will say,
To steal the heart, along the way.
To draw so near, a tender art,
Ask anyone, and know my heart.
To tease my soul, a lover's game,
To meet the gaze, love's burning flame.

Such ways, my love, are not in grace,
Love's hidden fire, cannot be erased.
Do not, I beg, such mischief make,
All eyes will see, for goodness sake!
To hide from all, a secret vow,
To blush with shame, I know it now.
Ask anyone, my love, and they will say,
To tease my soul, come what may.
To tease my soul, again, again.

Your ways have made me a devotee,
My restless arms, they long for thee.
Do not with madness, meet my eyes,
Why does this madness make me rise?
To make excuse, a tender plea,
To let your tresses fall on me.
Ask anyone, my love, and they will know,
To steal the heart, where passions flow.
To draw so near, a tender art,
Ask anyone, and know my heart.
To tease my soul, a lover's game,
To meet the gaze, love's burning flame.