wo pyar hamse karte hai ikrar nahi karte
jo najro ne pucha inkar nahi karte
wo pyar hamse karte hai ikrar nahi karte
jo najro ne pucha inkar nahi karte

na jane hamse kyu wo aise sharmate hai
ke bat apne dil ki bhi kah nahi pate hai
na jane hamse kyu wo aise sharmate hai
ke bat apne dil ki bhi kah nahi pate hai
wo samne aankho se aankhe char nahi karte
wo pyar hamse karte hai ikrar nahi karte
jo najro ne pucha inkar nahi karte

bechain wo bhi honge jaise mai hu bekarar
tanhaiyo me karte honge mera intzar
bante hai aise bhole jaise pyar nahi karte
wo pyar hamse karte hai ikrar nahi karte
jo najro ne pucha inkar nahi karte

hasin ye najare suhana ye sama
aise me wo bhi hote mere sath jo yaha
hasin ye najare suhana ye sama
aise me wo bhi hote mere sath jo yaha
kyu mujhko aisi khushiyo ka hakdar nahi karte
wo pyar hamse karte hai ikrar nahi karte
jo najro ne pucha inkar nahi karte

They love me, yet words they withhold,
When eyes implore, denial, they don't unfold.
They love me, yet words they withhold,
When eyes implore, denial, they don't unfold.

Why do they shy, with such graceful art,
Unable to speak, the secrets of their heart?
Why do they shy, with such graceful art,
Unable to speak, the secrets of their heart?
Before my gaze, their eyes won't meet,
They love me, yet words they withhold,
When eyes implore, denial, they don't unfold.

Restless they are, as I am, in plight,
In solitude, they yearn for my sight.
They feign indifference, as if love they deny,
They love me, yet words they withhold,
When eyes implore, denial, they don't unfold.

These lovely scenes, this blissful air,
If they were here, my joy to share,
These lovely scenes, this blissful air,
If they were here, my joy to share,
Why then, such happiness, they deny?
They love me, yet words they withhold,
When eyes implore, denial, they don't unfold.