dil aawara kare najara dil aawara kare najara
achi surat walo ka sham savere
kam yahi hai hum jaise matwalo ka
dil aawara kare najara dil aawara kare najara
achi surat walo ka sham savere
kam yahi hai hum jaise matwalo ka dil aawara

hasino aao gale lag jao hasino aao gale lag jao
ke ye rut aani jani hai ke ye rut aani jani hai
tumhare rup ki chadti dhup
hamare dam se suhani hai hamare dam se suhani hai
sare jaha me bol hai bala sare jaha me bol hai bala
aaj mohabbat walo ka sham savere
kam yahi hai hum jaise matwalo ka
dil aawara kare najara dil aawara kare najara
achi surat walo ka sham savere
kam yahi hai hum jaise matwalo ka dil aawara

dahakte gal mahakte bal dahakte gal mahakte bal
jawa najro ke sahare hai jawa najro ke sahare hai
nigahe naz ke sab andaz
hame to jan se pyare hai hame to jan se pyare hai
angaro ko phul samajhna angaro ko phul samajhna
khel hai himmat walo ka sham savere
kam yahi hai hum jaise matwalo ka
dil aawara kare najara dil aawara kare najara
achi surat walo ka sham savere
kam yahi hai hum jaise matwalo ka dil aawara

idhar hai pyar udhar hai pyar idhar hai pyar udhar hai pyar
idhar hai dhup udhar saye idhar hai dhup udhar saye
usi ki sath mila lo hath
yaha jo tumko pasand aaye yaha jo tumko pasand aaye
dilwalo se bahut juda hai dilwalo se bahut juda hai
rishta daulat walo ka sham savere
kam yahi hai hum jaise matwalo ka
dil aawara kare najara dil aawara kare najara
achi surat walo ka sham savere
kam yahi hai hum jaise matwalo ka dil aawara

The heart, a wanderer, beholds the sight,
A constant gaze, both day and night.
On beauty's face, where shadows play,
This is the work, the mad ones say.
The heart, a wanderer...

Come, fair ones, to our embrace,
For this sweet season will erase.
Your beauty's sun, a rising fire,
Burns in our souls, a deep desire.
Throughout the world, their praises soar,
Love's devotees forevermore.
This is the work, the mad ones say.
The heart, a wanderer...

Burning cheeks and fragrant hair,
Supported by young glances fair.
The coquettish eyes, a lovely art,
Are dearer to us than the heart.
To see a rose in burning ember,
A game for hearts that dare remember.
This is the work, the mad ones say.
The heart, a wanderer...

Here, love resides, and there, love too,
Sunlight here, and shadows through.
With them, extend a welcoming hand,
To the place your heart has planned.
The wealthy walk a separate way,
From the path where lovers stay.
This is the work, the mad ones say.
The heart, a wanderer...