resham jaisa rang dekho chikna chikna ang dekho
resham jaisa rang dekho chikna chikna ang dekho
ankho me sarur hai hotho pe gulab hai
rup bemisal hai husn lazwab hai madhosh katil ada

resham jaisa rang dekho chikna chikna ang dekho
ankho me sarur hai hotho pe gulab hai
rup bemisal hai husn lazwab hai madhosh katil ada
resham jaisa rang dekho chikna chikna ang dekho

dilbar dilnashi gulbadan mahjabi kya falak kya zami
koi hamsa nahi dilbar dilnashi gulbadan mahjabi
kya falak kya jami koi hamsa nahi
bahe hai malmal si sine me halchal si
betab dhadkan hai be dard tadpan hai
chandani ka noor hai ayina hatab hai
tauba kya libas hai kya hasi shabab hai
dekho to aye jama resham jaisa rang dekho
chikna chikna ang dekho

mahka jaise chaman khil gaya bhiga tan
kya lagi hai agan dil me jagi jalan
mahka jaise chaman khil gaya bhiga tan
kya lagi hai agan dil me jagi jalan
galo pe shabnam hai sanso me sargam hai
julfo me badal hai pairo me payal hai
kya jawa raat hai shama behizab hai
chu ke dekh lo pani ya sharab hai isme hai kaisa nasha
resham jaisa rang dekho chikna chikna ang dekho
ankho se sarur hai hotho pe gulab hai
rup bemisal hai husn lazwaba hai madhosh katil ada

Silk-spun hues, observe, the skin's smooth grace,
Silk-spun hues, observe, the skin's smooth grace,
Intoxication blooms within the eyes,
And roses on the lips in fragrant guise,
A beauty unsurpassed, a stunning art,
A maddening killer, capturing the heart.

Silk-spun hues, observe, the skin's smooth grace,
Intoxication blooms within the eyes,
And roses on the lips in fragrant guise,
A beauty unsurpassed, a stunning art,
A maddening killer, capturing the heart.
Silk-spun hues, observe, the skin's smooth grace.

Beloved, heart's delight, rose-bodied, moon-faced,
What heavens above, what earth embraced,
None can compare, beloved, heart's delight,
Rose-bodied, moon-faced, in radiant light,
What heavens above, what earth embraced,
None can compare.
Arms like muslin, a tremor in the breast,
A restless pulse, a torment unexpressed.
Moonlight's soft glow, a mirror's fiery hold,
A tempting garment, youth’s story told.
Come, observe the gathering, silk-spun hues,
Observe the skin's smooth grace.

The garden perfumes, a body drenched and bright,
A fire has ignited, a yearning in the night.
The garden perfumes, a body drenched and bright,
A fire has ignited, a yearning in the night.
Dew upon the cheeks, a melody in breath,
Clouds within the tresses, anklets in their death.
What a youthful night, a candle unconfined,
Touch it, feel it, water or wine defined?
What intoxication lies within?
Silk-spun hues, observe, the skin's smooth grace,
Intoxication blooms within the eyes,
And roses on the lips in fragrant guise,
A beauty unsurpassed, a stunning art,
A maddening killer, capturing the heart.