tera naam aate hi dastan mein meri
tera naam aate hi dastan mein meri
kulfiyan ghul gayi hain zuban pe meri
kulfiyan ghul gayi hain zuban pe meri
jism se angdaaiyan jharne lagi
honth se siskiyan niche girne lagi
jism se angdaaiyan jharne lagi
tera ishq, tera ishq, tera ishq, tera ishq
bilkul nimboo sa hai, ishq nimbu sa hai
bilkul nimboo sa ishq hai tera
bilkul nimboo sa hai, ishq nimbu sa hai
bilkul nimboo sa ishq hai tera

jitna khatta hai ishq utna meetha hai yeh
jitna khatta hai ishq utna meetha hai yeh
hairaniyon ka kala chittha hai yeh
dard mein bhi hanse ja raha hai yeh jee
kis darza ullu ka pattha hai yeh
chehchaha uthta hai dekhte hi tujhe
tilmila uthta hai sochte hi tujhe
saari rangat hi meri to udne lagi
jaise dil ki silaai udhadne lagi
saari rangat hi meri to udne lagi
tera ishq, tera ishq, tera ishq, tera ishq
bilkul nimboo sa hai, ishq nimbu sa hai
bilkul nimboo sa ishq hai tera
bilkul nimboo sa hai, ishq nimbu sa hai
bilkul nimboo sa ishq hai tera

tera naam aate hi dastan mein meri
kulfiyan ghul gayi hain zuban pe meri
kulfiyan ghul gayi hain zuban pe meri
nimbu sa ishq tera, nimbu sa ishq tera
nimbu sa ishq tera, nimbu sa ishq tera
tera ishq, tera ishq, tera ishq, tera ishq
bilkul nimboo sa hai, ishq nimbu sa hai
bilkul nimboo sa ishq hai tera

When your name graces my story's page,
Like kulfi melting, a sweet, warm age,
Upon my tongue, a sugary release.
My body awakens, a flowing peace,
And sighs descend from trembling lips.
My body awakens, as the river drips.

Your love, your love, your love, your love,
Like a lemon, a tartness thereof,
Your love is a lemon, sharp and bright.
Your love, a lemon, in pure delight.
Your love is a lemon, in the sun's soft ray.

The more sour it is, the sweeter the taste,
A ledger of wonders, forever embraced.
It laughs in the ache, this heart of mine,
What a fool's folly, this love divine!
It chirps at the sight of your face so dear,
And stirs in a panic, just thinking you're near.
All the hues of my spirit take flight,
As the stitches of my heart unwind in sight.
All the hues of my spirit now take flight.
Your love, your love, your love, your love,
Like a lemon, a tartness thereof,
Your love is a lemon, sharp and bright.
Your love, a lemon, in pure delight.
Your love is a lemon, in the sun's soft ray.

When your name graces my story's thread,
Like kulfi melting, the words are said,
Upon my tongue, a sugary release.
Your lemon love, your lemon love, a sweet peace.
Your lemon love, your lemon love, release.
Your love, your love, your love, your love,
Like a lemon, a tartness thereof,
Your love is a lemon, sharp and bright.