phulo se mukhade vali nikali hai ek matavali
gulshan ki karne sair khudaya khair
gulshan ki karne sair khudaya khair
le tham le meri bahe unchi nichi hai rahe
kahi phisal na jae pair khudaya khair
gulshan ki karne sair khudaya khair

kya haal nazro ka hoga kya rang baharo ka hoga
ye husn agar muskaya to ye husn agar muskaya to
kya ishq ke maro ka hoga ho hay hay
matavale nain hai aise talab me yaar ho jaise
do phul rahe ho tair khudaya khair
gulshan ki karne sair khudaya khair

har ek ada mastani hai ye apne vaqt ki rani hai
jo pehli bar suni maine jo pehli bar suni maine
ye vo rangin kahani hai ho ho ho
maujo ki tarah chalti hai shabhnam se ye jalti hai
kaliyo se bhi hai bair khudaya khair
gulshan ki karne sair khudaya khair

phulo se mukhade vali nikali hai ek matavali
gulshan ki karne sair khudaya khair
ho kahi phisal na jae pair khudaya khair

A face of bloom, a vision bright, she strides,
To wander gardens, God, protect her steps.
To wander gardens, God, protect her steps.
Take hold my arm, the path is rough and steep,
Lest she should stumble, God, protect her steps.
To wander gardens, God, protect her steps.

What fate awaits the gaze, what hues of spring,
If such beauty smiles, if such beauty smiles,
What for the hearts that love, alas, alas?
Her eyes, a drunkard's, like a pond's embrace,
Where two blooms drift, God, protect her steps.
To wander gardens, God, protect her steps.

Each gesture, wild, a queen of her own time,
A tale I’ve heard for the very first time,
A story painted, oh, oh, oh, so deep.
She moves like waves, by dew she's set aflame,
With buds she quarrels, God, protect her steps.
To wander gardens, God, protect her steps.

A face of bloom, a vision bright, she strides,
To wander gardens, God, protect her steps.
Oh, lest she stumble, God, protect her steps.