paise bina pyar fazul hai ye pyar kya hai
paise bina pyar fazul hai paise bina pyar fazul hai
o rani ye jawani ki bhul hai
paise bina pyar fazul hai paise bina pyar

jise dil chahe wo na mil paye to daulat se wo khrid lo
jise dil chahe wo na mil paye to daulat se wo khrid lo
logo diwano ye mano ya na mano apna to ye usul hai
paise bina pyar fazul hai paise bina pyar fazul hai
o rani ye jawani ki bhul hai paise bina pyar

tose lage naina jage sari raina hat jhuti hai sab kahaniya
tose lage naina jage sari raina hat jhuti hai sab kahaniya
aj khil jaye to kal murjhaye dil ek patjhad ka phul hai
paise bina pyar fazul hai paise bina pyar fazul hai
o rani ye jawani ki bhul hai paise bina pyar

bhukha pyasa soye jage to roye wo adami pyar kya karein
bhukha pyasa soye jage to roye wo adami pyar kya karein
jise nahi khona paisa to hai sona baki sab kadmon ki dhul hai
paise bina pyar fazul hai paise bina pyar fazul hai
o rani ye jawani ki bhul hai paise bina pyar fazul hai

Love, devoid of coin, is but a fleeting thing, a phantom's embrace.
Love, without wealth, is naught, a hollow space.
Oh queen, this youth, a fleeting, foolish chase,
Love, devoid of coin, is but a fleeting grace.

If the heart's desire remains beyond your grasp, then with fortune, buy,
If the heart's desire remains beyond your grasp, then with fortune, buy.
Oh madmen, heed, believe, or just deny, this is our law, a truth nearby,
Love, devoid of coin, is but a fleeting sigh,
Oh queen, this youth, a fleeting lie.

Eyes locked with yours, I'm awake all night, this is all a lie, a false plight,
Eyes locked with yours, I'm awake all night, this is all a lie, a false plight,
Blooms today, fades tomorrow, like a heart, a flower of the fading light,
Love, devoid of coin, is but a fading sprite,
Oh queen, this youth, a fading bite.

The hungry, thirsty, weeping soul, what love can it employ?
The hungry, thirsty, weeping soul, what love can it employ?
He who fears losing riches, gold his only joy, the rest is but dust to annoy,
Love, devoid of coin, a futile decoy,
Oh queen, this youth, a fading toy,
Love, devoid of coin, is but a passing deploy.