hum hai, tum ho
chaandani raat hai
aise mein hum kya kare
aise mein hum kya kare
aise mein hum kya kare
ye bhi koyi sochne ki baat hai
ye bhi koyi sochne ki baat hai
hum hai, tum ho

aaja na aaja tu aaja aa hosh mein
dil mera behka behka na main hosh mein
aaja na aaja tu aaja aa hosh mein
dil mera behka behka na main hosh mein
jara jara masti hai, jara jara bechaini
jara jara paagal hai sama
khule khule kesu hai, khayaal bekaabu hai
dil mein armaan hai jawa
aise mein hum kya kare
aise mein hum kya kare
aise mein hum kya kare
ye bhi koyi sochne ki baat hai
ye bhi koyi sochne ki baat hai
hum hai, tum ho

dabi hai garmi narmi saanso ke darmiyaan
sahi na jaaye ab to aahon ki garmiyaan
dabi hai garmi narmi saanso ke darmiyaan
sahi na jaaye ab to aahon ki garmiyaan
suhaana sa mausam hai
bada hasi aalam hai
mohabbato ki bikhari shabnam
ho tere liye paagal man
kahe pareshaan dhadkan
sahi na jaayi duri sanam
aise mein hum kya kare
aise mein hum kya kare
aise mein hum kya kare
ye bhi koyi sochne ki baat hai
ye bhi koyi sochne ki baat hai
hum hai, tum ho
chaandani raat hai
aise mein hum kya kare
aise mein hum kya kare
aise mein hum kya kare
ye bhi koyi sochne ki baat hai
ye bhi koyi sochne ki baat hai

We are, and you are,
A moonlit night unfurled.
What shall we do in this hour?
What shall we do, in this world?
What shall we do, I implore?
Is this a matter to ponder?
Is this a matter to consider?
We are, and you are.

Come, oh, come, return to me, to senses keen,
My heart, it races, lost in a vibrant scene.
Come, oh, come, return to me, to senses keen,
My heart, it races, lost in a vibrant scene.
A touch of frenzy, a trace of unease,
A madness lingers, the air is alive.
Unbound tresses, thoughts that take flight,
Desires youthful, within me they strive.
What shall we do in this hour?
What shall we do, in this world?
What shall we do, I implore?
Is this a matter to ponder?
Is this a matter to consider?
We are, and you are.

A warmth, a softness, trapped between breaths,
The heat of sighs, it conquers and wrecks.
A warmth, a softness, trapped between breaths,
The heat of sighs, it conquers and wrecks.
The season is fair,
A world beyond compare,
Love's dewdrops, scattered so free.
For you, a heart takes flight,
A worried beat, with all of its might,
Distance, it cannot be.
What shall we do in this hour?
What shall we do, in this world?
What shall we do, I implore?
Is this a matter to ponder?
Is this a matter to consider?
We are, and you are,
A moonlit night unfurled.
What shall we do in this hour?
What shall we do, in this world?
What shall we do, I implore?
Is this a matter to ponder?
Is this a matter to consider?