main chor nahi hu mujhko na pakdo
logo mujhe jaane do dhund rahi thi jise ai bhai ji
mila nahi vo mila duja koi dhund rahi thi jise ai bhai ji
mila nahi vo mila duja koi dhund rahi thi jise ai bhai ji
mila nahi vo mila duja koi par jinpe marte hain
hum ye hain vo mere sanam inko hi de ke kasam puchho na
dhund rahi thi jise ai bhai ji mila nahi vo mila duja koi
dhund rahi thi jise ai bhai ji mila nahi vo mila duja koi
par jinpe marte hain hum ye hain vo mere sanam
inko hi de ke kasam puchho na dhund rahi thi jise ai bhai ji
mila nahi vo mila duja koi

itna to pyar nahi sasta mera bhala kisi chor se kya rishta mera
itna to pyar nahi sasta mera bhala kisi chor se kya rishta mera
bhagvan ke liye sach bolna surat se chor tumhe lagti hu kya
pesha hain iska yahi bholi banti hai badi
isko hi de ke kasam puchho na
dhundh rahi thi jise ai bhai ji mila nahi vo mila duja koi

jhuth laga ke mujhko fasa ke tujhko bairi kya mil gaya
tujhse to ab ram hi samjhe patthar dil jaalim bevafa
thehro bhaiyo inko chhod do sachmuch ye hain meri dilruba
surat hai zara yu hi si magar shadi ka hai irada mera
vo jinpe marte hain hum ye hain vo mere sanam
inko hi de ke kasam puchho na dhundh rahi thi jise ai bhai ji
mila nahi vo mila duja koi dhundh rahi thi jise ai bhai ji
mila nahi vo mila duja koi par jinpe marte hain hum
ye hain vo mere sanam inko hi de ke kasam puchho na

I am no thief, do not hold me fast,
Let me go, people, the one I seek, alas,
Is not found, another takes his place,
The one I sought, not met, a different face.
The one I sought, not met, a different face,
But those for whom my heart does yearn,
These are they, my love, to them I turn.
By their very being, I implore,
Ask them! The one I sought, gone before,
Is not found, another takes his place,
The one I sought, not met, a different face.
But those for whom my heart does yearn,
These are they, my love, to them I turn.
By their very being, I implore,
Ask them! The one I sought, gone before,
Is not found, another takes his place.

My love is not cheap, not easily won,
What ties could bind me to a thief, undone?
My love is not cheap, not easily won,
What ties could bind me to a thief, undone?
By God, the truth! Speak it now,
Does my face suggest a thief somehow?
Her trade is deceit, her guise so meek,
She feigns innocence, her lies they speak.
By their very being, I implore,
Ask them! The one I sought, gone before,
Is not found, another takes his place.

Lies you wove, to ensnare my soul,
What gain did you find, to make me whole?
From you, I pray, may the Lord deliver,
Stone-hearted, cruel, a faithless shiver.
Wait, brothers, leave her be,
She is my heart, truly, you see.
Her appearance may mislead the eye,
But marriage, with her, is my desire.
Those for whom my heart does yearn,
These are they, my love, to them I turn.
By their very being, I implore,
Ask them! The one I sought, gone before,
Is not found, another takes his place,
The one I sought, not met, a different face,
Those for whom my heart does yearn,
These are they, my love, to them I turn.
By their very being, I implore,
Ask them!