ae dil tere mukaddar ka aaj faisla hoga
hum honge aur mahfil me husn ka khuda hoga
ae dil tere mukaddar ka aaj faisla hoga
baaj aaiye shararat se dekhiye bura hoga
agar humne kah diya kuch to aapko gila hoga
aapko gila hoga meri jaan
baaj aaiye shararat se dekhiye bura hoga

hum gum-e-ishq se jo ghabraaye
mahfile naaj me chale aaye
hum chale aaye
aapki berukhi ko kya kahiye
dil ki deewangi ko kya kahiye
aapki bhi hasi ko kya kahiye
aapki bhi hasi ko kya kahiye
mastaani aankho ke masti bhare hai jo paimaane paimaane
ha paimaaneo ji paimaane, ha paimaane ae ji paimaane
ha paimaane ae ji paimaane
uff ye ada hai ya nasha ye mai aaj bhi na jaana
dard had se bade to kya kije aaj itna hume bata dije
aaj itna hume bata dije
kya umar bhar wafaao ka dard hi sila hoga
baaj aaiye shararat se dekhiye bura hoga

aap hi nahi ek saudaai laakho hai humaare sahdaayi
hasi chaal ki taal pe jhumta hai
humare kadam aasma chumta hai
aap hi nahi ek saudaai laakho hai humaare sahdaayi
hum jo najre chhupaake sharmaaye
chaand taaro ke dil dhadak jaaye
sholo se shole bujhaane chale hai
ye parwaane parwaane ye ji deewane
ha parwaane ye ji deewane ho parwaane ye ji deewane
ha parwaane ye ji deewane
shamma ki aarju me marte hai
maut ke din shumaar karte hai
maut ke din shumaar karte hai
daaman me aag bharne se, faayada bhi kya hoga
ae dil tere mukaddar ka aaj faisla hoga
baaj aaiye shararat se dekhiye bura hoga
agar humne kah diya kuch to aapko gila hoga
aaj faisla hoga, dekhiye bura hoga
ae dil tere mukaddar ka aaj faisla hoga
hum honge aur mahfil me husn ka khuda hoga

Tonight, your fate, O heart, will find its decree,
We shall be there, and Beauty, God in the assembly.
Tonight, your fate, O heart, will find its decree,
Beware mischief, see, for sorrow it will be.
If we speak, some complaint will you bear,
Complaint you will bear, my soul, I swear.
Beware mischief, see, for sorrow it will be.

From love's sorrow, we were beset,
To the assembly of grace, we did yet,
We did yet come.
What to say of your indifference,
What to say of the heart's extravagance,
What to say of your laughter's dance,
What to say of your laughter's dance?
The intoxicating measures, eyes ablaze with glee,
Yes, measures, oh measures, yes, measures, oh measures,
Yes, measures, oh measures,
This charm or this intoxication, I still do not know,
When pain exceeds all bounds, what should one do,
Tell me this much today,
Will a lifetime of devotion be all your reward?
Beware mischief, see, for sorrow it will be.

You are not alone, a hundred crazed, a million our devotees,
Dancing to the rhythm of laughter's call,
Our feet kiss the sky as they fall.
You are not alone, a hundred crazed, a million our devotees,
When we hide our gaze, shy,
The hearts of moon and stars do cry,
To douse flames with flames, we now try,
These moths, these moths, these souls so free,
Yes moths, these souls so free, yes moths, these souls so free,
Yes moths, these souls so free.
Dying for the desire of the flame,
Counting the days of death's claim,
Counting the days of death's claim.
What gain to fill your skirt with fire's blaze?
Tonight, your fate, O heart, will find its decree,
Beware mischief, see, for sorrow it will be.
If we speak, some complaint will you bear,
Tonight's decree, see, for sorrow it will be.
Tonight, your fate, O heart, will find its decree,
We shall be there, and Beauty, God in the assembly.