aahishta aahista pyar karo
nahi pakdo meri baiya
aahishta aahista pyar karo
nahi pakdo meri baiya
nahi to mai dhandhas karungi saiya
nahi to mai dhandhas karungi saiya
pipal ke patte se chikni hai gori
dil pe kare re jadu
pipal ke patte se chikni hai gori
dil pe kare re jadu
ke dil mera hua hai bekabu
ke dil mera hua hai bekabu

bhigi hui julfe ye teri dekhe ghata sarmaye
ye chamkila gora badan pyar ki bijli giraye
are jane de jane de khuli sadak pe
kaahe ko maska lagaye
are jane de jane de khuli sadak pe
kaahe ko maska lagaye
are maske ke jaisa tera jobanwa
jabse liya hai maine chum
ke dil mera hua hai bekabu
ke dil mera hua hai bekabu

are kaha pe rakh di tune saram ko
aaya hai bate banane
majnu ka koi chela hai tu ye
aaya hai mujhko batane
are jaldi se dil de de din ye dhal na jaye
are jaldi se dil de de din ye dhal na jaye
sakhiyo ko pahle jane de rasiya
mat karo ladaiya
nahi to mai dhandhas karungi saiya
nahi to mai dhandhas karungi saiya

lahra ke tu baho me aaja rut hai badi mastani
likh du mai tere tan pe gori pyar ki koi kahani
are na baba na baba chumban ki mere
kahi chori ho na jaye
are na baba na baba chumban ki mere
kahi chori ho na jaye
are chumban se mithi hai teri najariya
aise chalaye jadu
ke dil mera hua hai bekabu
ke dil mera hua hai bekabu

Love me gently, softly,
Do not grasp my arm,
Love me gently, softly,
Do not clasp my wrist,
Or I'll weep and wail, my love,
Or I'll cry out my heart, my love.

Smoother than the peepal leaf, my fair one,
You cast a spell upon my heart,
Smoother than the peepal leaf, my fair one,
You weave enchantment in my soul,
My heart has lost all control,
My heart has lost all control.

Your rain-soaked tresses, the clouds blush to see,
Your radiant, fair form, love's lightning it sends,
Let it be, let it be, on the open road,
Why these honeyed words you send?
Let it be, let it be, on the open road,
Why these sweet whispers you lend?
Like butter is your youth,
Since first I kissed,
My heart has lost all control,
My heart has lost all control.

Where has your shame now gone,
You come here to spin your tales,
A disciple of Majnu, are you,
To tell me such tales?
Give your heart quickly, before the day descends,
Give your heart quickly, before the day descends,
Let my friends go first, my lover,
Do not start this fight,
Or I'll weep and wail, my love,
Or I'll cry out my heart, my love.

Come, sway into my arms, the season is intoxicating,
I will write upon your body, my fair one, a story of love,
No, no, no, my kisses,
Might they be stolen away?
No, no, no, my kisses,
Might they be stolen away?
Sweeter than kisses are your glances,
Casting such a spell,
My heart has lost all control,
My heart has lost all control.