dil chura le jo mera aisa chor kaha
dil chura le jo mera aisa chor kaha
ho koi dildar aisa aaya na yaha
yar wafadar maine paya na yaha
dil chura le jo mera aisa chor kaha

mai wo sharab jawab na jiska
nasha uamr bhar utre nahi
mai wo sharab jawab na jiska
nasha umar bhar utre nahi
meri gali jo ek baar aaye
oro ki gali se gujre nahi
mera nasha utar de jo mujhe karar de
ho koi dildar aisa aaya na yaha
yar wafa daar maine paya na yaha
he dil chura le jo mera aisa chor kaha

tum saaki ho tumhe kami kya
har dil tumhara diwana
ho tum saaki ho tumhe kami kya
har dil tumhara diwana
ek aata hai ek jata hai
dil hai tumhe maykhana
jo ek par nisaar ho
jo ek hi ka yar ho
koi dildar aisa aaya na yaha
yaar wafadar maine paya na yaha
ho dil chura le jo mera aisa chor kaha

sath chahne wale bahut hai
sath nibhane wala nahi
sath chahne wale bahut hai
sath nibhane wala nahi
hath milane waale hazaro
dil milane wala nahi
jawa jo dil ka nek ho
hazaro me jo ek ho
ha koi dildar aisa aaya na yaha
yar wafadar maine paya tha yaha
dil chura le jo mera aisa chor kaha
dil chura le jo mera aisa chor kaha

Where is the thief to steal my heart,
Oh, where is the thief to steal my heart?
No beloved has come to dwell,
No loyal friend have I found to tell.
Oh, where is the thief to steal my heart?

I am that wine with no reply,
Whose intoxication will never die.
I am that wine with no reply,
Whose intoxication will never die.
Who once enters my lane,
From other lanes, will abstain.
Who can quell my intoxication, bring me peace?
No beloved has come to dwell,
No loyal friend have I found to tell.
Hey, where is the thief to steal my heart?

You are the cupbearer, what lack do you face?
Every heart is your devotee, your grace.
You are the cupbearer, what lack do you face?
Every heart is your devotee, your grace.
One comes, another departs,
Your heart is a tavern of arts.
Who is devoted to one,
Who is a friend of only one?
No beloved has come to dwell,
No loyal friend have I found to tell.
Oh, where is the thief to steal my heart?

Those who desire company, abound,
But those who stay, are rarely found.
Those who desire company, abound,
But those who stay, are rarely found.
Thousands extend their hands in greeting,
But few offer a heart's meeting.
Whose heart is virtuous and pure,
One in a thousand, to endure.
Yes, no beloved has come to dwell,
No loyal friend have I found to tell.
Where is the thief to steal my heart?
Where is the thief to steal my heart?