ghar ke sare khidkiya aur darwaze kar lo band
o phir bhi aa jaati hai logo ko iski sugandh
ghar ke sare khidkiya aur darwaze kar lo band
phir bhi aa jaati hai logo ko iski sugandh
pyar chhupta nahi hai chhupane se
pyar chhupta nahi hai chhupane se
aag bujhti nahi ye bujhane se baliya, sathiya
pyar chhupta nahi hai chhupane se
pyar chhupta nahi hai chhupane se
aag bujhti nahi ye bujhane se baliya, sathiya

khali kagaj, band lifafa, koi pata na naam
o o phir bhi kar deta hai ye dil walo ko badnaam
khali kagaj, band lifafa, koi pata na naam
phir bhi kar deta hai ye dil walo ko badnaam
raaz chhupta nahi ye chhupane se
raaz chhupta nahi ye chhupane se
aag bujhti nahi ye bujhane se baliya, sathiya
pyar chhupta nahi hai chhupane se
aag bujhti nahi ye bujhane se baliya, sathiya

dilbar dil me yu aata hai jaise ghar me chor
o o pakdi jaati hai ye chori mach jata hai shor
dilbar dil me yu aata hai jaise ghar me chor
pakdi jaati hai ye chori mach jata hai shor
baat dabti nahi ye dabane se
baat dabti nahi ye dabane se
aag bujhti nahi ye bujhane se baliya, sathiya
pyar chhupta nahi hai chhupane se
aag bujhti nahi ye bujhane se baliya, sathiya

pyar to sare log tabhi to kahte hai beteer
o o kuch mat puchho kya hota hai jab lagta hai teer
pyar to sare log tabhi to kahte hai beteer
kuch mat puchho kya hota hai jab lagta hai teer
dard jata nahi jaan jane se
dard jata nahi jaan jane se
aag bujhti nahi ye bujhane se baliya, sathiya
pyar chhupta nahi hai chhupane se
aag bujhti nahi ye bujhane se baliya, sathiya

neele peele ho jate hai sare badan ke ang
o o bhule se lag jata hai jab in par prem ka rang
neele peele ho jate hai sare badan ke ang
bhule se lag jata hai jab in par prem ka rang
daag mitte nahi phir mitane se
daag mitte nahi phir mitane se
aag bujhti nahi ye bujhane se baliya, sathiya
pyar chhupta nahi hai chhupane se
pyar chhupta nahi hai chhupane se
aag bujhti nahi ye bujhane se baliya, sathiya

Close all the windows, bar all the doors,
Yet its fragrance drifts through every pore.
Close all the windows, bar all the doors,
Still, its scent pervades, forevermore.
Love cannot be concealed, though you may try,
Love cannot be concealed, though you may try,
This fire of passion, it will not die, my friends, my kin.
Love cannot be concealed, though you may try,
This fire of passion, it will not die, my friends, my kin.

An empty page, a sealed-tight case, no name to trace,
Yet it brands the hearts with shame, in this desperate chase.
An empty page, a sealed-tight case, no name to trace,
Still it shames the hearts, with no time or space.
A secret cannot hide, though you may try,
A secret cannot hide, though you may try,
This fire of passion, it will not die, my friends, my kin.
Love cannot be concealed, though you may try,
This fire of passion, it will not die, my friends, my kin.

The beloved enters the heart, like a thief in the night,
And when caught, the commotion, takes flight.
The beloved enters the heart, like a thief in the night,
And when caught, the commotion, takes flight.
Words cannot be silenced, though you may try,
Words cannot be silenced, though you may try,
This fire of passion, it will not die, my friends, my kin.
Love cannot be concealed, though you may try,
This fire of passion, it will not die, my friends, my kin.

Love, all the people know it, so they say, so they say,
Ask not what happens when the arrow finds its way.
Love, all the people know it, so they say, so they say,
Ask not what happens when the arrow finds its way.
Pain doesn’t depart, even with life's release.
Pain doesn’t depart, even with life's release.
This fire of passion, it will not die, my friends, my kin.
Love cannot be concealed, though you may try,
This fire of passion, it will not die, my friends, my kin.

Blue and yellow, the body's limbs transform,
When love's hue is upon them, a vibrant storm.
Blue and yellow, the body's limbs transform,
When love's hue is upon them, a vibrant storm.
The stain will not vanish, though you may try,
The stain will not vanish, though you may try,
This fire of passion, it will not die, my friends, my kin.
Love cannot be concealed, though you may try,
Love cannot be concealed, though you may try,
This fire of passion, it will not die, my friends, my kin.