bikhra ke zulfe chaman me na jaana, kyo
is liye, ki sharma na jaaye phulo ke saaye
mohabbat ke nagme tum bhi na gana,kyo
is liye, ki bhanvara tumhaari hansi na udaye
bikhra ke zulfe chaman me na jaana, kyo
is liye, ki sharma na jaaye phulo ke saaye

mohabbat ke bhanvare ki pahchaan kya
ye kaliyo se puchho hame kyaa pata
mohabbat ke bhanvare ki pahchaan kya
ye kaliyo se puchho hame kyaa pata
harjaayi hogaa
saudayi hoga, ham to nahi hai
kahi sikh lenaa na iski adaa
zubaan par kabhi baat aisi na lana, kyo
is liye, ki duniyaan se rasm-e-vafaa mit na jaaye
mohabbat ke nagme tum bhi na gana,kyo
is liye, ki bhanvara tumhaari hansi na udaye

kaho saath doge kahaan tak meraa
vahaan tak jahaan aasama jhuk rahaa
kaho saath doge kahaan tak meraa
vahaan tak jahaan aasama jhuk rahaa
bolo chalogi, jo tum le chaloge
kahi raah me ho na jana judaa
meraa pyaar dekhega sara zamana, kyo
is liye, ki vaade kiye aur kar ke nibhaaye
bikhra ke zulfe chaman me na jaana, kyo
is liye, ki sharma na jaaye phulo ke saaye
mohabbat ke nagme tum bhi na gana,kyo
is liye, ki bhanvara tumhaari hansi na udaye

Do not unveil your tresses in the garden, why?
Lest the shadows of flowers be shamed.
Do not sing the songs of love, why?
Lest the bumblebee steal your laughter.
Do not unveil your tresses in the garden, why?
Lest the shadows of flowers be shamed.

What is the mark of love’s bee?
Ask the budding flowers, we do not know.
What is the mark of love’s bee?
Ask the budding flowers, we do not know.
A wanderer,
A madman, we are not these things.
Lest you learn its ways.
Do not let such words touch your tongue, why?
Lest the custom of fidelity vanish from the world.
Do not sing the songs of love, why?
Lest the bumblebee steal your laughter.

Tell me, how far will you walk with me?
To where the heavens bow low.
Tell me, how far will you walk with me?
To where the heavens bow low.
Tell me, will you go if I lead?
Lest we part on the path.
My love will be seen by all the world, why?
For promises made are held and kept.
Do not unveil your tresses in the garden, why?
Lest the shadows of flowers be shamed.
Do not sing the songs of love, why?
Lest the bumblebee steal your laughter.