tumhe chhede hava chanchal, shararat tumse seekhi hai
vo baitha phul pe bhanvara, muhabbat tumse seekhi hai
mere gulfaam sun lo tum diwane dil ka kehna hai
kiya hai faisala maine tumhare bin na rahna hai
tumhe chhede hava chanchal, shararat tumse seekhi hai

kare diwaanagi mausam sanam tumhaari in adaao se
gazab lagati ho tum rab ki kasam
bharosa ho na jo mera to puchho in fizaao se
tumhe chhede hava chanchal, shararat tumse seekhi hai
vo baitha phul pe bhanvara, muhabbat tumse seekhi hai

banaaya aashiya maine sanam tumhari hi nigaho me
na jaau door main tumse kabhi
bita du umr main saari sanam teri hi baaho me
tumhe chhede hava chanchal, shararat tumse seekhi hai
vo baitha phul pe bhanvara, muhabbat tumse seekhi hai

bani hai surmai dekho ghata teri aankho ke kaajal se
churaati hai javaan kushbu hava
lipat ke meri jaan-e-man tere hi reshami aanchal se
tumhe chhede hava chanchal, shararat tumse seekhi hai
vo baitha phul pe bhanvara, muhabbat tumse seekhi hai
mere gulfaam sun lo tum diwane dil ka kehna hai
kiya hai faisala maine tumhare bin na rahna hai
tumhe chhede hava chanchal, shararat tumse seekhi hai
vo baitha phul pe bhanvara, muhabbat tumse seekhi hai

The playful breeze, it teases, learned its mischief from you,
The bee on the bloom, its love, it learned the same hue.
My rose-faced one, listen, the words of a heart possessed,
I’ve made my choice, my darling, without you, no rest.
The playful breeze, it teases, learned its mischief from you.

The season itself goes mad, my love, your ways ignite,
You are divine, I swear by God, a breathtaking sight.
If doubt should linger, ask the air, the spaces between,
The playful breeze, it teases, learned its mischief from you,
The bee on the bloom, its love, it learned the same hue.

I’ve built my nest, my darling, within your very gaze,
Never shall I stray from you, through life's winding maze.
My life I’ll spend, my darling, within your gentle hold,
The playful breeze, it teases, learned its mischief from you,
The bee on the bloom, its love, it learned the same hue.

The twilight gathers, see, from kohl of your dark eyes,
The youthful scent it steals, the breeze that gently flies,
Clinging, my soul's sweet life, to your silken drape so fine,
The playful breeze, it teases, learned its mischief from you,
The bee on the bloom, its love, it learned the same hue.
My rose-faced one, listen, the words of a heart possessed,
I’ve made my choice, my darling, without you, no rest.
The playful breeze, it teases, learned its mischief from you,
The bee on the bloom, its love, it learned the same hue.