nazar lage na tumhe kisiki, tumko kahi chhupaa lu main
dhaar bana lu kajali ki aur apni aankh me daalu main
jine ki hasrat banke reh ja mere sine me
jine ki hasrat banke reh ja mere sine me
main baaho me teri ji lu aur maru
ji chaahata hai pyaar tumhe main aur karu
nazar lage na tumhe kisiki, tumko kahi chhupaa lu main
dhaar bana lu kajali ki aur apni aankh me daalu main
jine ki hasrat banke reh ja mere sine me
jine ki hasrat banke reh ja mere sine me
main baaho me teri ji lu aur maru
ji chaahata hai pyaar tumhe main aur karu

tumse puchhu, khud se puchhu, ya dil ke armaano se
pyaar ke lamhe aksar hi kyun, aate hai mehmaano se
tumse puchhu, khud se puchhu, ya dil ke armaano se
pyaar ke lamhe aksar hi kyun, aate hai mehmaano se
paas ghadi bhar ko rehte hai, kal phir aayenge kehte hai
paas ghadi bhar ko rehte hai, kal phir aayenge kehte hai
na paani na yeh hawa se, phir jaane kyun behte hai
na paani na yeh hawa se, phir jaane kyun behte hai
inn lamho me pyaar ke rang main bharu
ji chaahata hai pyaar tumhe main aur karu

nazar lage na tumhe kisiki, tumko kahi chhupaa lu main
dhaar bana lu kajali ki aur apni aankh me daalu main
jine ki hasrat banke reh ja mere sine me
jine ki hasrat banke reh ja mere sine me
main baaho me teri ji lu aur maru
ji chaahata hai pyaar tumhe main aur karu

Lest any gaze should find you, I'd hide you away,
Become the kohl's dark river, in my own eyes to stay.
Become the yearning to live, reside within my breast,
Become the yearning to live, within my heart to rest.
In your arms, I'll live and die,
My heart desires to love you more, I try.
Lest any gaze should find you, I'd hide you away,
Become the kohl's dark river, in my own eyes to stay.
Become the yearning to live, reside within my breast,
Become the yearning to live, within my heart to rest.
In your arms, I'll live and die,
My heart desires to love you more, I try.

Shall I ask you, or myself, or desires of the heart?
Why do love's moments so often, like guests, depart?
Shall I ask you, or myself, or desires of the heart?
Why do love's moments so often, like guests, depart?
They linger for a breath, they say, "We'll return tomorrow,"
They linger for a breath, they say, "We'll return tomorrow,"
Not of water, nor of air, yet why do they flow?
Not of water, nor of air, yet why do they flow?
In these moments, I'll fill with love's hue,
My heart desires to love you more, it's true.

Lest any gaze should find you, I'd hide you away,
Become the kohl's dark river, in my own eyes to stay.
Become the yearning to live, reside within my breast,
Become the yearning to live, within my heart to rest.
In your arms, I'll live and die,
My heart desires to love you more, I try.