dur se na husn ko samjhoge sanam
jaan jaoge jo paas aaoge sanam
dur se na husn ko samjhoge sanam
jan jaoge jo pas aaoge sanam
jab yeh ishk shola sa jalta hain
tab yeh husn thoda pighalta hain
jab yeh ishk shola sa jalta hain
tab yeh husn thoda pighalta hain
dur se na dekho yun

meharban hai fiza kaisa yeh bharam
khoye khoye iss tarah raho na sanam
meharban hai fiza kaisa yeh bharam
khoye khoye iss tarah raho na sanam
ke jab yeh ishk shola sa jalta hain
tab yeh husn thoda pighalta hain
ke jab yeh ishk shola sa jalta hain
tab yeh husn thoda pighalta hain
dur se na dekho yun

pyar ki rawayaten man lo sanam
dil chahe tum meri jan lo sanam
pyar ki rawayaten man lo sanam
dil chahe tum meri jan lo sanam
ke jab yeh ishk shola sa jalta hain
tab yeh husn thoda pighalta hain
ke jab yeh ishk shola sa jalta hain
tab yeh husn thoda pighalta hain
dur se na dekho yun
dur se na husn ko samjhoge sanam
jan jaoge jo pas aaoge sanam
jab yeh ishk shola sa jalta hain
tab yeh husn thoda pighalta hain
jab yeh ishk shola sa jalta hain
tab yeh husn thoda pighalta hain
dur se na dekho yun

From afar, you'll not grasp beauty's grace, my love,
You'll truly know when close you move, my love.
From afar, you'll not grasp beauty's grace, my love,
You'll truly know when close you move, my love.
When love's a flame, a burning pyre,
Then beauty softens, yields to fire.
When love's a flame, a burning pyre,
Then beauty softens, yields to fire.
Don't gaze from distance, so

The air is kind, a gentle guise,
Why lost in thought, with veiled eyes?
The air is kind, a gentle guise,
Why lost in thought, with veiled eyes?
For when love's flame, a burning pyre,
Then beauty softens, yields to fire.
When love's a flame, a burning pyre,
Then beauty softens, yields to fire.
Don't gaze from distance, so

Embrace the rules of love, my dear,
My heart, my soul, I hold you near.
Embrace the rules of love, my dear,
My heart, my soul, I hold you near.
For when love's flame, a burning pyre,
Then beauty softens, yields to fire.
When love's a flame, a burning pyre,
Then beauty softens, yields to fire.
Don't gaze from distance, so
From afar, you'll not grasp beauty's grace, my love,
You'll truly know when close you move, my love.
For when love's flame, a burning pyre,
Then beauty softens, yields to fire.
When love's a flame, a burning pyre,
Then beauty softens, yields to fire.
Don't gaze from distance, so