hami se muhabbat hami se ladaayi
hami se muhabbat hami se ladaayi
are maar daala duhaayi duhaayi
are maar daala duhaayi duhaayi
abhi naasamajh ho uthaao na khanjar
abhi naasamajh ho uthaao na khanjar
kahi mud na jaaye tumhaari kalaayi
are maar daala duhaayi duhaayi

sitam aaj mujh par jo tum dha rahi ho
badi khhubsurat nazar aa rahi ho
ye ji chaahata hai ke khud jaan de du
ye ji chaahata hai ke khud jaan de du
muhabbat me aaye na tum par buraayi
are maar daala duhaayi duhaayi

hame husn ki har ada hai gavaara
hasino ka gussa bhi lagta hai pyaara
udhar tumne tir-e-nazar dil pe maara
udhar tumne tir-e-nazar dil pe maara
idhar hamne bhi jaan par chot khaayi
hami se muhabbat hami se ladaayi
are maar daala duhaayi duhaayi

karo khun tum yu na mere jigar ka
bas ik vaar kaafi hai tirchhi nazar ka
yahi pyaar ko aazmane ke din hai
yahi pyaar ko aazmane ke din hai
kiye jaao hamse yuhi bevafaayi
hami se muhabbat hami se ladaayi
are maar daala duhaayi duhaayi

abhi naasamajh ho uthaao na khanjar
abhi naasamajh ho uthaao na khanjar
kahi mud na jaaye tumhaari kalaayi
are maar daala duhaayi duhaayi

Love from us, then war with us,
Love from us, then war with us,
Oh, it slays me, lament, lament,
Oh, it slays me, lament, lament.
You are still naive, don't raise the dagger,
You are still naive, don't raise the dagger,
Lest your own wrist should turn astray.
Oh, it slays me, lament, lament.

The cruelty you inflict on me today,
Makes you appear so exquisitely,
My heart aches to surrender its life,
My heart aches to surrender its life,
Lest any shadow touch your grace.
Oh, it slays me, lament, lament.

Every gesture of beauty we embrace,
Even the anger of the fair ones we adore,
There you strike a dart into my heart,
There you strike a dart into my heart,
And here, my soul feels the wound.
Love from us, then war with us,
Oh, it slays me, lament, lament.

Do not bleed my heart so cruelly,
A single glance is enough to wound,
These are the days to test our love,
These are the days to test our love,
Continue your infidelity with me.
Love from us, then war with us,
Oh, it slays me, lament, lament.

You are still naive, don't raise the dagger,
You are still naive, don't raise the dagger,
Lest your own wrist should turn astray.
Oh, it slays me, lament, lament.