ye nigahe nigahe nigahe jhuki jhuki
apni aahein labon ki hado par ruki ruki
ye nigahe nigahe nigahe jhuki jhuki
apni aahein labon ki hado par ruki ruki
haay mehfil mehfil kyun deewana
ye parwana ghumata hai
jal jayega janta hai, to kyun shama ko chumata hai

ye nigahe nigahe nigahe jhuki jhuki
khubsurat si surat hai inamein basi basi
ki sharabati in aankho me basa hai kaun bolo
ke bolo na palak uthake raaj-e-dil to kholo
jo tum nahi to ghum nahi, shamaye bhi to kam nahi
kal honge hum nahi
ye nigahe nigahe nigahe jhuki jhuki
apani aahein labon ki hado par ruki ruki
mehfil mehfil ye deewana, parwana ghumata hai
jal jayega janata hai, par shama ko chumata hai

nazar mili to ek keher sa banke toot legi
ye khwahishe haya ki sarhado ko tod dengi
nazar mili to ek keher sa banke toot legi
ye khwahishein haya ki sarhado ko tod dengi
jaao na aji jao bhi ja ja jaao na aji jaao bhi
jindagi mein waise bhi gham koi kam nahi
ye nigahe nigahe nigahe jhuki jhuki
khubsurat si surat hai inamein basi basi
mehfil mehfil ye deewana, parwana ghumata hai
jal jayega janata hai, par shama ko chumata hai
ye nigahe nigahe nigahe jhuki jhuki
apani aahein labon ki hado par ruki ruki
mehfil mehfil ye deewana, parwana ghumata hai
jal jayega janata hai, par shama ko chumata hai

Eyes lowered, lowered, lowered low,
Our sighs caught, on lips they barely go.
Eyes lowered, lowered, lowered low,
Our sighs caught, on lips they barely go.
Oh, this gathering, why this madman's dance?
A moth circles, a fiery trance.
He knows he'll burn, yet he still seeks
To kiss the flame, the light he weakly speaks.

Eyes lowered, lowered, lowered low,
A beautiful face, where secrets flow.
Who dwells within these eyes so sweet,
Tell me, speak, lift your lashes, complete?
If you're gone, there's no sorrow to keep,
Other candles burn, while we sleep.
Tomorrow, gone we may be,
Eyes lowered, lowered, lowered low,
Our sighs caught, on lips they barely go.
This gathering, this madman's dance,
A moth circles, a fiery trance.
He knows he'll burn, yet he still seeks
To kiss the flame, the light he weakly speaks.

A glance exchanged, a tempest born,
Desires will break, all modesty torn.
A glance exchanged, a tempest born,
Desires will break, all modesty torn.
Leave now, dear, depart, be gone,
Life's sorrows, already, linger on.
Eyes lowered, lowered, lowered low,
A beautiful face, where secrets flow.
This gathering, this madman's dance,
A moth circles, a fiery trance.
He knows he'll burn, yet he still seeks
To kiss the flame, the light he weakly speaks.
Eyes lowered, lowered, lowered low,
A beautiful face, where secrets flow.
This gathering, this madman's dance,
A moth circles, a fiery trance.
He knows he'll burn, yet he still seeks
To kiss the flame, the light he weakly speaks.