aankhe hai ya jame sharab
dilwalo ka hal kharab
aankhe hai ya jame sharab
dilwalo ka hal kharab
dilwalo ka hal kharab
dilwalo ka hal kharab
aankhe hai ya jame sharab
dilwalo kaa hal kharab

halaka halaka badal hai
jaise uska aanchal hai
halaka halaka badal hai
jaise uska aanchal hai
rat bhi kitani pagal hai
dekh rahi hai chand kaha
rat bhi kitani pagal hai
dekh rahi hai chand kaha
dekh rahi hai chand kaha
dekh rahi hai chand kaha
aankhe hai ya jame sharab
dilwalo kaa hal kharab

saki hai tanhayi hai
dil par masti chhayi hai
saki hai tanhayi hai
dil par masti chhayi hai
tauba kya angdayi hai
tut na jaye shakhe gulab
tauba kya angdayi hai
tut na jaye shakhe gulab
tut na jaye shakhe gulab
tut na jaye shakhe gulab
aankhe hai ya jame sharab
dilwalo ka hal kharab

rut aayi hai pine ki
lo bhadaki hai sine ki
rut aayi hai pine ki
lo bhadaki hai sine ki
do hi rahe jine ki
ek mohabat ek sharab
do hi rahe jine ki
ek mohabat ek sharab
ek mohabat ek sharab
ek mohabat ek sharab
aankhe hai ya jame sharab
dilwalo kaa hal kharab
dilwalo kaa hal kharab
dilwalo kaa hal kharab

Are those eyes, or goblets of wine?
The lover's heart, a shattered shrine.
Are those eyes, or goblets of wine?
The lover's heart, a shattered shrine.
A shattered shrine,
A shattered shrine.
Are those eyes, or goblets of wine?
The lover's heart, a shattered shrine.

A whisper of cloud, so light,
Like the edge of her garment in sight.
A whisper of cloud, so light,
Like the edge of her garment in sight.
The night, a mad, bewildered plight,
Searching for the moon, forlorn.
The night, a mad, bewildered plight,
Searching for the moon, forlorn.
Searching for the moon, forlorn,
Searching for the moon, forlorn.
Are those eyes, or goblets of wine?
The lover's heart, a shattered shrine.

The cupbearer, solitude's embrace,
Madness on the heart's face.
The cupbearer, solitude's embrace,
Madness on the heart's face.
Repentance, what a stretch of grace,
Lest the rose branch break in two.
Repentance, what a stretch of grace,
Lest the rose branch break in two.
Lest the rose branch break in two,
Lest the rose branch break in two.
Are those eyes, or goblets of wine?
The lover's heart, a shattered shrine.

The season arrives to drink deep,
A flame in the chest, secrets to keep.
The season arrives to drink deep,
A flame in the chest, secrets to keep.
Two paths exist, for life to leap,
One love, the other, wine's sweet art.
Two paths exist, for life to leap,
One love, the other, wine's sweet art.
One love, the other, wine's sweet art,
One love, the other, wine's sweet art.
Are those eyes, or goblets of wine?
The lover's heart, a shattered shrine.
A shattered shrine,
A shattered shrine.