vo jharokhe se jo jhanke to itna puchu
mai ruku ya chala jau
vo jharokhe se jo jhanke to itna puchu
mai ruku ya chala jau mai ruku ya chala jau
mai ruku ya chala jau
vo jharokhe se jo jhanke to itna puchu
mai ruku ya chala jau

jhumka apna jhumka kash mujhko wo banale
jhumka apna jhumka kash mujhko wo banale
marzi uski marzi jaise chahe aazmaale
sath agar uske mai din raat rahunga
bhool ke na fir to ye baat kahunga
ke jharokhe se jo jhanke to itna puchu
mai ruku ya chala jau
wo jharokhe se jo jhanke to itna puchu
mai ruku ya chala jau

chori dil ki chori raste chalte mujhko luta
chori dil ki chori raste chalte mujhko luta
samjho kuch bhi samjho par na samjho itna jhutha
chain nahi ab to bura haal hai mera
apni kasam ek hi saval hai mera
ke jharokhe se jo jhanke to itna puchu
mai ruku ya chala jau
wo jharokhe se jo jhanke to itna puchu
mai ruku ya chala jau

ashiq mai hu ashiq is gali ko kaise chhod u
ashiq mai hu ashiq is gali ko kaise chhod u
aaye vo jo aaye panv pakadu hath jodu
kaun hu mai kya hu ye sab bhul chuka hu
yaha khada ab mai yahi soch raha hu
ke jharokhe se jo jhanke to itna puchu
mai ruku ya chala jau
wo jharokhe se jo jhanke to itna puchu
mai ruku ya chala jau

If she glances from the window, I'll only ask this:
Should I stay, or should I go?
If she glances from the window, I'll only ask this:
Should I stay, or should I go,
Should I stay, or should I go?
Should I stay, or should I go?
If she glances from the window, I'll only ask this:
Should I stay, or should I go?

Her earring, oh, if only she'd make me her earring,
Her earring, oh, if only she'd make me her earring,
Her will, her will, let her test me as she pleases,
If I'm with her, day and night,
Forgetting then, I will not say this,
That if she glances from the window, I'll only ask this:
Should I stay, or should I go?
If she glances from the window, I'll only ask this:
Should I stay, or should I go?

Theft of the heart, stolen as I walked the path,
Theft of the heart, stolen as I walked the path,
Understand, whatever you may, but don't understand this lie,
Restless now, my state is dire,
By my own oath, I have but one question,
That if she glances from the window, I'll only ask this:
Should I stay, or should I go?
If she glances from the window, I'll only ask this:
Should I stay, or should I go?

A lover, I am a lover, how can I leave this street?
A lover, I am a lover, how can I leave this street?
If she comes, then she comes, I'll grasp her feet, hands joined,
Who am I, what am I, I've forgotten all,
Standing here now, this is what I'm pondering,
That if she glances from the window, I'll only ask this:
Should I stay, or should I go?
If she glances from the window, I'll only ask this:
Should I stay, or should I go?