hu dekhe bhi to kyaa dekhe tumhaare sivaa
chaahe bhi to kyaa chaahe tumhaare sivaa
soche bhi to kyaa soche tumhaare sivaa
maange bhi to kyaa maange tumhaare sivaa
hamane tumhe paa liyaa o jid jaan maahiyaa

ho dekhe bhi to kyaa dekhe tumhaare sivaa
chaahe bhi to kyaa chaahe tumhaare sivaa
soche bhi to kyaa soche tumhaare sivaa
maange bhi to kyaa maange tumhaare sivaa
hamane tumhe paa liyaa o jid jaan maahiyaa

teri chudiyo se sadaa aa rahi hai
zaraa si ye duri bhi tadapaa rahi hai
ye kyaa kah rahi hai paayal ki chham chham
sanam aa gayaa hai mohabbat kaa mausam
hamane tumhe paa liyaa o jid jaan maahiyaa
hamane tumhe paa liyaa o jid jaan maahiyaa

tumhe furasato me rab ne banaayaa
bhulaa ke jahaa tumako jaa me basaayaa
teri khushbuye hai mahakati ye saanse
teraa aaina hai meri dono aankhe
sanam dono aankhe

dekhe bhi to kyaa dekhe tumhaare sivaa
chaahe bhi to kyaa chaahe tumhaare sivaa
soche bhi to kyaa soche tumhaare sivaa
maange bhi to kyaa maange tumhaare sivaa

sanam hamne baandhaa ye janmo kaa badhan
tumhaare liy hai hamara ye jivan
baraso ki maangi dua rang layi
tum kyaa mile mil gai ye khudaai
haa ye khudaai o dekhe bhi to kyaa

To see, what is there to see, but you?
To desire, what is there to desire, but you?
To think, what is there to think, but you?
To ask, what is there to ask, but you?
I have found you, O life of my soul, my beloved.

To see, what is there to see, but you?
To desire, what is there to desire, but you?
To think, what is there to think, but you?
To ask, what is there to ask, but you?
I have found you, O life of my soul, my beloved.

From your bangles, a melody always arrives,
Even this small distance, it makes me crave.
What is the sound of the anklets saying?
My love has come, the season of love is here.
I have found you, O life of my soul, my beloved,
I have found you, O life of my soul, my beloved.

In moments of grace, God created you,
Forgetting the world, in my soul he placed you.
Your fragrances, they perfume these breaths of mine,
My two eyes are your mirror, they are thine.
My love, both eyes.

To see, what is there to see, but you?
To desire, what is there to desire, but you?
To think, what is there to think, but you?
To ask, what is there to ask, but you?

My love, we have bound this bond of lives,
For you is this life of ours, it thrives.
The prayers of years have borne fruit,
With you, I found all, this heaven, to boot.
Yes, this heaven, O, to see what is there…