gusse pe tere yar aata ai mujhko pyar
lab par shikayatein najaron mein intzar
is intzar wali najar ko main chum lu
aa paas teri bali umar ko main chum lu
aa paas teri bali umar ko main chum lu

aahei kadmo pe rakh du sar mafi mile agar
ghar se nikal ke tu aayi hai chalke tu
iss chah se yahan jis raah se yaha
uss raah ko sadak ko dagar ko main chum lu
aa pas teri bali umar ko main chum lu
aa pas teri bali umar ko main chum lu
ja ja bada aaya chumne wala

ye lag ja gale se aa mit jaye har gila
ye lag ja gale se aa mit jaye har gila
palkon pe baith ja sine pe let ja
ab chhod khatm kar apni agar magar
teri agar ko teri magar ko main chum lu
aa pas teri baali umar ko main chum lu
aa pas teri baali umar ko main chum lu
chup besharam kahi ka

lad lena phir kabhi hai jindagi padi
lad lena phir kabhi hai jindagi padi
aaya hoon der se jaayunga der se
mausam hai naujawan kehata hai ye samaan
iss jane chaman jane jigar ko main chum lu
aa pas teri bali umar ko main chum lu
aa pas teri bali umar ko main chum lu
iss intzar wali najar ko main chum lu
aa pas teri bali umar ko main chum lu
aa pas teri bali umar ko main chum lu
acha baba chum le, chum le, chum le

Your anger, my friend, births in me a love,
On your lips, complaints; in your eyes, a wait.
That waiting gaze, I yearn to kiss,
Come close, your blossoming youth, I long to kiss.
Come close, your blossoming youth, I long to kiss.

Sighs I'd lay at your feet, if forgiveness might be,
From your home you came, walking to me.
The longing that brought you, the path that you trod,
That road, that street, that way, I would kiss.
Come close, your blossoming youth, I long to kiss.
Come close, your blossoming youth, I long to kiss.
Go, go, here comes the one to kiss!

Let this fire today, erase every grudge,
Let this fire today, erase every grudge.
Upon your lashes, sit; upon your chest, recline.
Now cease, end your ifs and buts,
Your fire, your "buts", I will kiss.
Come close, your blossoming youth, I long to kiss.
Come close, your blossoming youth, I long to kiss.
Quiet, shameless one!

To quarrel again, there's a life yet to live,
To quarrel again, there's a life yet to live.
I came late, and will leave late as well.
The season is young, the scene it proclaims,
This garden of knowing, this heart's core, I'll kiss.
Come close, your blossoming youth, I long to kiss.
Come close, your blossoming youth, I long to kiss.
That waiting gaze, I yearn to kiss,
Come close, your blossoming youth, I long to kiss.
Come close, your blossoming youth, I long to kiss.
Alright, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me.