shabab aane se pahle
unka aalam aur hi kuchh tha
aada me sadgi thi
aur tabassum aur hi kuchh tha
hamare dekhte hi dekhte
kya inklab aaya
shabab aaya magar
mat puchhiye kaisa shabab aaya
nazar bhar rama taka bhi na jaye
nazar bhar rama taka bhi na jaye
ghunghatwa jo khole karejwa hilaye
ghunghatwa jo khole karejwa hilaye
nazar bhar rama taka bhi na jaye
nazar bhar rama taka bhi na jaye

aa jamane me kahan ab rah gaya
koi jawab unka
subhan allah kya jawab hain
ke ab to samana karti nahi hain
aftaab unka
aai aai o
ganimat hain ki parde se
wo bahar kam niklte hain
nikalte hain to us din
aashiqo ke dil niklte hain
are su boliyo pising ji
ha nazar bhar rama taka bhi na jaye
nazar bhar rama taka bhi na jaye
ghunghatwa jo khole karejwa hilaye
ghunghatwa jo khole karejwa hilaye
nazar bhar rama taka bhi na jaye
nazar bhar rama

hansi hontho pe ankho me shararat
hamne dekhi hain
subhan allah kya ser hain
kayamat ki kasam jinda kayamat
hamne dekhi hain
are kya kayamat hain
jami ke rahne walo ke to dil
aksar ruke honge
faristo ne jo dekha hain
to fir wo bhi jhuke honge
are wah wah bhai, marun takle re baba
ha nazar bhar rama taka bhi na jaye
nazar bhar rama taka bhi na jaye
ghunghatwa jo khole karejwa hilaye
ghunghatwa jo khole karejwa hilaye
nazar bhar rama taka bhi na jaye
nazar bhar rama

Before youth arrived,
Her world held a different grace,
Simplicity adorned her every move,
A smile of a different space.

Before our very eyes,
What revolution did unfurl?
Youth arrived, yes, it did,
But ask not of such a world.
A glance, a moment to truly see, denied,
A glance, a moment to truly see, denied,
Her veil withdrawn, a tremor to the soul,
Her veil withdrawn, a tremor to the soul,
A glance, a moment to truly see, denied,
A glance, a moment to truly see, denied.

In this age, where can one still find,
A reflection of her might?
Subhan Allah, what a presence,
The sun itself cannot meet her light.
A blessing, that from behind a curtain,
She rarely steps outside,
For on those days, when she does emerge,
Lovers find their very life subside.
Oh, she speaks of paradise in a song,
A glance, a moment to truly see, denied,
A glance, a moment to truly see, denied,
Her veil withdrawn, a tremor to the soul,
Her veil withdrawn, a tremor to the soul,
A glance, a moment to truly see, denied,
A glance, a moment to truly see.

Laughter upon her lips, mischief in her eyes,
We have witnessed such a scene,
Subhan Allah, what an intoxicating dream,
A living judgment day, we have seen.
Oh, what a judgment day is this,
The hearts of those on earth must cease,
When angels saw, they too were humbled,
Before such perfect peace.
Oh, what a wondrous thing,
A glance, a moment to truly see, denied,
A glance, a moment to truly see, denied,
Her veil withdrawn, a tremor to the soul,
Her veil withdrawn, a tremor to the soul,
A glance, a moment to truly see, denied,
A glance, a moment to truly see.