bulbul ko gul pasand hai gul ko hai bu pasand
parwane ko hai shama ke jalne ki khu pasand
teri pasand kya hai ye mujhko khabar nahi
meri pasand ye hai ki mujhko hai tu pasand
meri pasand ye hai ki mujhko hai tu pasand
teri pasand kya hai ye mujhko khabar nahi
meri pasand ye hai ki mujhko hai tu pasand

tera shavab nur ke sanche me kya dala
suraj chirag leke tujhe dhundhne chala
mai to hu kya ke sare jahan ko hai tu pasand
jahan ko hai tu pasand
teri pasand kya hai ye mujhko khabar nahi
meri pasand ye hai ke mujhko hai tu pasand
meri pasand ye hai ke mujhko hai tu pasand
tu shakar husn hai mai tujhse kya kahu kis muh se

kis zuba se tujhe bewafa kahu mehandi ke badle tujhko hai
mera lahu pasand mera lahu pasand
teri pasand kya hai ye mujhko khabar nahi
meri pasand ye hai ke mujhko hai tu pasand
meri pasand ye hai ke mujhko hai tu pasand
ae mere chand ae meri mohabbat ke asma
jo bat tujhme hai wo kisi hur me kaha
kah dunga mai khuda se bhi mujhko hai tu pasand
mujhko hai tu pasand
teri pasand kya hai ye mujhko khabar nahi
meri pasand ye hai ke mujhko hai tu pasand
meri pasand ye hai ke mujhko hai tu pasand

The nightingale adores the rose, the rose, its scent's embrace,
The moth, the candle's flame, a fiery, fleeting space.
Your heart's desire, I cannot claim to know,
But mine, forever bound, is you, and you alone, I know.
My heart's desire, is you, and you alone, I know.
Your heart's desire, I cannot claim to know,
But mine, forever bound, is you, and you alone, I know.

Your youth, a light cast in a sacred mold,
The sun itself, with lamps, your face unfolds.
What am I, when the world, your beauty, does enthrall?
The world, captivated, your longing, what does it call?
Your heart's desire, I cannot claim to know,
But mine, forever bound, is you, and you alone, I know.
My heart's desire, is you, and you alone, I know.
You, the architect of beauty, how can I begin to speak?

With what tongue, can I call you faithless, when,
For henna, you prefer my very blood again?
My blood, your choice.
Your heart's desire, I cannot claim to know,
But mine, forever bound, is you, and you alone, I know.
My heart's desire, is you, and you alone, I know.
Oh, my moon, my love's celestial height,
The grace you hold, no heavenly form can quite ignite.
I will tell God himself, you are my sole design,
My sole design.
Your heart's desire, I cannot claim to know,
But mine, forever bound, is you, and you alone, I know.
My heart's desire, is you, and you alone, I know.