dusmane dil kahu dusmane jan kahu
ya dusmane iman kahu
tum hi kaho tumhe kya kahu kya kahu kya kahu
tumko pasand ho to tumhe dilruba kahu
butkhane dekh le to kadam chumne lage
maykhane dekh le tu wahi chumne lage
kya husn tajgar ko dil ki dua kahe
sahjad ye bahar ko jane wafa kahu
tumko pasand ho to tumhe dilruba kahu

dunia le cha gayi ho gulabi khumar ho
jhoka ho khusbuo ka faristo ka pyar ho
kya maliika e jamal ko rangi ada kahu
sahjad ye bahar ko jane wafa kahu
tumko pasand ho to tumhe dilruba kahu

Foe of my heart, or foe of my life, shall I name thee?
Or foe of my faith, the truest of all that could be?
Tell me, what should I call thee, what should I say?
If it pleases you, let me call you my heart's delight, come what may.

Should temples behold you, they'd beg to kiss your feet,
Should taverns glimpse you, they'd drink of your essence, bittersweet.
Shall I call this beauty's spell, a prayer for the soul's deep need?
Or, Prince of Spring, call you the Beloved, a love indeed?
If it pleases you, let me call you my heart's delight, freed.

The world embraces you, a blush of rose-wine's haze,
A breath of perfume, the angels' loving gaze.
Shall I call this queen of beauty, a dancer's vibrant art?
Or, Prince of Spring, the Beloved, forever in my heart?
If it pleases you, let me call you my heart's delight, depart.