humnashi aage bahut dur abhi jana hai
ishk ke nur se in raho ko chamkana hai
kharjaro ko kuchalte hue in kadmo se
lakh pursh aur hawao se gujar jana hai
ishk nahi dharti ki kuch sahy ishk hai allah ka farman
ishk to jism me chupi hui ruh ishk me hai ilahi ki shan

bas me nahi hai dil ka aana khel nahi hai ishk ki lag
mithi mithi jalan jo dede ishk wo ek dahakti aag
humnashi aage bahut dur abhi jana hai
ishk ke nur se in raho ko chamkana hai
kharjaro ko kuchalte hue in kadmo se
lakh pursh aur hawao se gujar jana hai
humnashi aa

sach hi hai ke ishk hai andha iska teer agar lag jaye
jahar ye bharde har rag rag me
jiwan bhar fir ye tadpaye
hosh khoya maine to ek hosh bhi hai pa liya
maine dil me teri hi taswir ko saja liya
dil jawa hai rut jawa hai har tamanna bhi jawa
maine baho me ek hasin chand ek chupa liya
hosh khoya maine to ek hosh bhi hai pa liya
maine dil me teri hi taswir ko saja liya
dil jawa hai rut jawa haih har tamanna bhi jawa
palko ki chilman me chand ek chupa liya

humnashi aage bahut dur abhi jana hai
ishk ke nur se in raho ko chamkana hai
kharjaro ko kuchalte hue in kadmo se
lakh pursh aur hawao se gujar jana hai
humnashi aa

My companion, far we have yet to roam,
To light these paths with love's resplendent dome.
Beneath our feet, crush thorns that pierce and bleed,
Through winds and storms, plant love's immortal seed.
Love is not of earth, but a divine command,
The soul concealed, in love's ethereal strand.

The heart's arrival, no game to be played,
Love's touch, a sweet, consuming fire made.
A burning ache, that sweetly starts to crave.
My companion, far we have yet to brave,
To light these paths with love's resplendent dome.
Beneath our feet, crush thorns that pierce and bleed,
Through winds and storms, plant love's immortal seed.
My companion, Oh!

True it is, that love is blind, its arrow flies,
And poisons every vein, where passion lies,
A life-long torment, a burning in the soul.
I lost my senses, yet found a whole.
Within my heart, your image I did keep,
My heart is young, the season young, desires run deep.
Within my arms, a radiant moon I hold,
I lost my senses, yet found a whole.
Within my heart, your image I did keep,
My heart is young, the season young, desires run deep.
Within my lashes, a crescent I behold.

My companion, far we have yet to roam,
To light these paths with love's resplendent dome.
Beneath our feet, crush thorns that pierce and bleed,
Through winds and storms, plant love's immortal seed.
My companion, onward we must go.