rat ne keshu bikhraye mera dil mujhko tadpaye
kisne china hai bolo mere chand ko
kisne china hai bolo mere chand ka
mana badlo ne ghera ye to sada rahega tera
kaun chinega tujhse tere chand ko
kaun chinega tujhse tere chand ko

kaise ye dil sah payega tumse itni duri
marzi meri samjh na lena ye to majburi
bujhne laga hai dil me andhera
bujhne laga hai dil me andhera
rah gayi preet adhuri
kisne china hai bolo mere chand ko
mana badlo ne ghera ye to sada rahega tera
kaun chinega tujhse tere chand ko

pyar ka kisne kiya na wada kasam na kisne khai
kiski khata thi tab hoti hai jab hoti hai judai
yaki nahi jin ko auro par yaki nahi jin ko auro par
wo hai khud harjai kaun chinega tujhse tere chand ko
kaun chinega tujhse tere chand ko
rat ne keshu bikhraye mera dil mujhko tadpaye
kisne china hai bolo mere chand ko
kaun chinega tujhse tere chand ko
kisne china hai bolo mere chand ko

The night has loosed its shadowed hair, my heart it aches and bleeds,
Who stole away, oh tell me, my moon's gentle gleeds?
Who stole away, oh tell me, my moon's gentle gleeds?
Though clouds may gather, veiled and deep, it shall ever be your own,
Who can steal from you, my love, your lunar throne?
Who can steal from you, my love, your lunar throne?

How can this heart endure, such distance now we face?
Do not mistake it, this parting, forced by time and space.
Darkness descends within my soul, a fading, dying ember,
A love unfinished, left untold, a fate I can't remember.
Who stole away, oh tell me, my moon's gentle gleeds?
Though clouds may gather, veiled and deep, it shall ever be your own,
Who can steal from you, my love, your lunar throne?

Who swore no vows of love's embrace, no promises were made?
Whose fault is it when parting comes, when beauty starts to fade?
Those who trust no others' hearts, those who are faithless through and through,
They themselves are the betrayers, is that the truth?
Who can steal from you, my love, your lunar throne?
Who can steal from you, my love, your lunar throne?
The night has loosed its shadowed hair, my heart it aches and bleeds,
Who stole away, oh tell me, my moon's gentle gleeds?
Who can steal from you, my love, your lunar throne?
Who stole away, oh tell me, my moon's gentle gleeds?