andaz hasino ke duniya se nirale hai
andaz hasino ke duniya se nirale hai
upar se bade gore andar se ye kale hai
andaz ye mardo ke duniya se nirale hai
andaz ye mardo ke duniya se nirale hai
ye pyar ke dhokhe me dil lutnne wale hai
andaz ye mardo ke duniya se nirale hai

milte hi nazar pahle madhosh banate hai
phir chand se chehare ko aanchal me chhupate hai
milte hi nazar pahle madhosh banate hai
phir chand se chehare ko aanchal me chhupate hai
do rangi ada inki ab tak koi na samjha
kuch phul bhi rakhte hai kuch khar bhi kaale hai
kuch phul bhi rakhte hai kuch khar bhi kaale hai
ye pyar ke dhokhe me dil lutnne wale hai
andaz ye mardo ke duniya se nirale hai

aaj hamse kiye wade kal unse mohabbat ki
khate hai kasam jhuti din raat sharafat ki
aaj hamse kiye wade kal unse mohabbat ki
khate hai kasam jhuti din raat sharafat ki
dildar na puchho tumko duniya me aane diya kaise
allah ki kasam ye to dil todne wale hai
allah ki kasam ye to dil todne wale hai
upar se bade gore andar se ye kale hai
andaz hasino ke duniya se nirale hai

aawaz ye kahti hai dil tod diya tumne
aawaz ye kahti hai dil tod diya tumne
kya hamne bigada hai kyu chhod diya tumne
ab soch samjh ke tum najdik mere aana
talwar kamar me hai aur hath me bhale hai
talwar kamar me hai aur hath me bhale hai
talwar kamar me hai aur hath me bhale hai
talwar kamar me hai aur hath me bhale hai

Their beauty's ways, unlike any other,
Their beauty's ways, a world apart.
Fair exteriors, yet shadows smother,
Their hearts are cloaked in the darkest art.
These men's ways, a different measure,
These men's ways, a different tune.
They steal your heart in love's false pleasure,
Beneath a deceptive, silver moon.
These men's ways, a different measure.

At first glance, they cast a spell,
Then hide the moon-like face from sight.
A two-faced game, few can tell,
They offer flowers, and thorns of night.
Some keep the blooms, others the blackest thorn,
They steal your heart in love's false pleasure.
These men's ways, a different measure.

Today they swear to you their vow,
Tomorrow, love another's face.
They swear false oaths, here and now,
And feign a righteous, noble grace.
Beloved, how did the world allow,
Such hearts to wander free?
By God, they break the heart somehow,
Their hearts are cloaked in misery.
Fair exteriors, yet shadows smother,
Their beauty's ways, unlike any other.

A voice now whispers, "You have torn,"
A voice now whispers, "You have torn,"
"What wrong did I commit, why have you sworn?"
Reflect before you draw near to me again,
A sword at the waist, a spear in the hand.
A sword at the waist, a spear in the hand,
A sword at the waist, a spear in the hand,
A sword at the waist, a spear in the hand.