nigahe milakar nigahe jhukana
nigahe milakar nigahe jhukana
agar ye mohabbat nahi hai to kya hain
kitabon mein chahat har ek khat chhupana
ho kitabon mein chahat har ek khat chhupana
agar ye mohabbat nahi hai to kya hain
nigahe milakar nigahe jhukana
nigahe jhukana

adayen to pahle bhi thi sokh chanchal
magar is tarah se na karti thi ghayal
adayen to pahle bhi thi sokh chanchal
magar is tarah se na karti thi ghayal
hawayen to pahle bhi chalti thi waise
magar is tarah se na udta tha aanchal
ye lahraake aana balkha ke jana
ye lahraake aana balkha ke jana
agar ye mohabbat nahi hai to kya hain
nigahe milakar nigahe jhukana
nigahe jhukana

hatheli par aksar mera naam likhna
dhadkte huye dil pe phir usko rakhna
hatheli par aksar mera naam likhna
dhadkte huye dil pe phir usko rakhna
nigahe bichhakar mere raste mein
tadap kar jigar tham kar aah bharna
diwano ki tarah mere piche aana
oh diwano ki tarah mere piche aana
agar ye shararat nahi hai to kya hain
nigahe milakar nigahe jhukana
nigahe jhukana

subah shaam ye meri galiyon ke phere
irade nahi achchhe lagte hai tere
main diwanagi ki hddon se gujar kar
tujhe pyar karne laga hun main dilbar
kisi ki sreaam yun dil churana
agar ye shararat nahi hai to kya hain
nigahe milakar nigahe jhukana
agar ye mohabbat nahi hai to kya hain
kitabon mein chahat har ek khat chhupana
ho kitabon mein chahat har ek khat chhupana
agar ye mohabbat nahi hai to kya hain

Eyes meet, then swiftly fall away,
Eyes meet, then shyly slip away.
If this is not love, then tell me, pray,
To hide a longing in each word,
In dusty pages, secrets unheard,
To hide a longing in each word,
If this is not love, then tell me, pray,
Eyes meet, then swiftly fall away.

Your grace was always light and free,
But never wounded quite like thee.
Your grace was always light and free,
But never wounded quite like thee.
The wind still whispers through the trees,
But never danced so wild and tease.
To sway and ripple, then to flee,
To sway and ripple, then to flee,
If this is not love, then tell me, pray,
Eyes meet, then swiftly fall away.

To trace my name upon your hand,
And hold it close to understand,
To trace my name upon your hand,
And hold it close to understand,
To pave my path with longing sighs,
And clutch your heart with tear-filled eyes,
To chase me, lost, a lovesick band,
Oh, to chase me, lost, a lovesick band,
If this is not mischief, tell me, pray,
Eyes meet, then swiftly fall away.

Each dawn and dusk, your form appears,
Your intentions, shrouded by fears.
I crossed the bounds of madness then,
And found my love, my only ken.
To steal a heart in open view,
If this is not mischief, tell me, true,
Eyes meet, then swiftly fall away,
If this is not love, then tell me, pray,
To hide a longing in each word,
In dusty pages, secrets unheard,
To hide a longing in each word,
If this is not love, then tell me, pray.