zatak kar zulf jab tum tauliye se
barishe azad karti ho achha lagta hai
hila kar honth jab bhi haule haule
guftagu ko saaz karti ho achha lagta hai
o khushbu se behlao na, sidhe point pe aao na
aankh men ankhe daal ke keh do
khwabon mein kehlao na
zara short mein batlao na
sidhe point pe aao na, sidhe point pe aao na

alag ehsaas hota hai, tumhare paas hone ka
sarakti sarsarahat ki nadi mein
reshmi lamhe bhigone ka
o ho ho zara sa mod kar gardhan
jab apni hi ada par naaz karti ko acha lagta hai
o labzon se behlao na, chhoti motti behkao na
hathon ko hathon mein le ke woh tin shabd tapkao na
zara short mein, batlao na
sidhe point pe aao na, ha sidhe point pe aao na

wo tere dhyan ki khushbu
main sar tak odh leta hun
bhatakti sans ko teri gali me
gungunane chhod deta hun
ho ho ho tum apni khidkiyon ko khol kar jab
bhi naye agaz karti ho achha lagta hai
ho gali gali gali gali gali gali bhatkao na
ghadi ghadi uljhao na
senti ho main jan gayi hu action bhi dikhlao na
zara short mein batlao na
sidhe point pe aao na, ho sidhe point pe aao na
ho sidhe ho sidhe, ho sidhe point pe aao na

When you shake your tresses, towel in hand,
And set free the rain, it feels so good.
When, with a whisper, your lips command,
And orchestrate our silent understood, it feels so good.
Oh, don't just charm with fragrance, skip the tease,
Meet my gaze, and let your spirit speak.
Don't just whisper in my dreams, if you please,
Tell me plainly, what your heart does seek.
Come straight to the point, and speak with speed,
Come straight to the point, is all I plead.

A different feeling, when you are near,
To slip away within the silken stream,
To soak in moments, banishing all fear,
And bathe in a world of a cherished dream.
Oh, tilting your neck, in a moment's grace,
And reveling in your own charm, it's so right.
Oh, don't just lure with words of a passing trace,
Don't just lead astray in the fading light.
Take my hand in yours, and let them be,
The three words that set my spirit free.
Tell me plainly, what your heart does seek,
Come straight to the point, what do you seek?

The scent of your thoughts, a sweet perfume,
I wear it close, and feel it reach my soul.
My wandering breath within your street, I consume,
And let it hum, and make my spirit whole.
Oh, when you open up your windows wide,
And greet the dawn with a brand new start, it feels right.
Oh, don't just wander the lanes, you can't hide,
Don't just confuse me, let's seize the night.
I've felt your passions, you are now mine,
Show me the action, your heart's design.
Tell me plainly, what your heart does seek,
Come straight to the point, what do you seek?
Come straight to the point, to the point, to the point, what do you seek?