ho o o o o aa aa aa aa aa
ye mast hawa jo behati hai
kya baat wahi ye kehati hai
ye mast hawa jo behati hai
kya baat wahi ye kehati hai
jo tumane apane hontho se
jo tumane apane hontho se, jaane abb tak kahi nahi
wo baat ki jisko sunne ki ummid mujhe bhi rehti hai
behati rehati hai ye hawa jo
behati rehati hai ye hawa jo, baat wahi kya kehti hai
ye mast hawa jo behati hai

ha aa aa aa aa
thoda alaga sa hai wo, kuchh khaas hai wo
lagata hai kam hi jitana bhi paas hai wo
thoda alaga sa hai wo, kuchh khaas hai wo
lagata hai kam hi jitana bhi paas hai wo
kehate hai pyaar kisako ehsaas hai wo
ehsaas mein kehane sunne ki abb kaha jarurat
rehati hai ye mast hawa jo
behati hai bas yu hi behati rehati hai
ye mast hawa jo behati hai, bas yu hi behati rehati hai

main apane dil ki sau baatein
dil kehata hai ki bol hi du
chupake se apani chaahat ko tere aage khol hi du
main apane dil ki sau baatein
dil kehata hai ki bol hi du
chupake se apani chaahat ko tere aage khol hi du
ye sochake tum kya sochoge
dil ki dil mein hi rehati hai
ye mast hawa jo behati hai, ye mere dil ki kehati hai
jo tumane apane hontho se
jo tumane apane hontho se, maana abb tak kahi nahi
ye mast hawa jo behati hai, kya baat wahi ye kehati hai
jo tumane apane hontho se
jo tumane apane hontho se, maana abb tak kahi nahi
ye mast hawa jo behati hai, kya baat wahi ye kehati hai
ye mast hawa jo behati hai

O, O, O, O, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah

This joyous wind that flows and sighs,
What secret does it then disclose?
This joyous wind that flows and sighs,
What secret does it then disclose?
The one you kept within your lips,
The one you kept within your lips, unspoken still,
The words I long to hear, I know,
The words my spirit craves to know.
This wind that ever flows and sighs,
This wind that ever flows and sighs,
What secret does it then disclose?
This joyous wind that flows and sighs.

Yes, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah

So different, set apart, so rare,
The closer, less he seems to share.
So different, set apart, so rare,
The closer, less he seems to share.
They say that love is in the air,
In feeling, words are not required,
This wind, it flows,
It flows, and ever does it flow.
This joyous wind that flows and sighs,
It flows, and ever does it flow.

A hundred secrets of my heart,
My heart implores me, speak them free,
To softly bare my longing's art,
To you, my love, for you to see.
A hundred secrets of my heart,
My heart implores me, speak them free,
To softly bare my longing's art,
To you, my love, for you to see.
And what will be your thoughts, I fear,
My heart within itself must hide,
This joyous wind that flows and sighs,
It speaks the secrets deep inside.
The one you kept within your lips,
The one you kept within your lips, unspoken still,
This joyous wind that flows and sighs,
What secret does it then disclose?
The one you kept within your lips,
The one you kept within your lips, unspoken still,
This joyous wind that flows and sighs,
What secret does it then disclose?
This joyous wind that flows and sighs.