mohabbat karke sharmana ye aadat hai hasino ki
aur inki har ada par jaan de dete hai diwane
yaha to saikdo firite hai khast haal diwane
raham kis kis pe kare ham aur sune kis kis ke afsane

husnwalo se haye husnwalo se na milna ye daga dete hai
husnwalo se na milna ye daga dete hai
chahne walo ko mitti me mila dete hai
chahne walo ko mitti me mila dete hai
husnwalo se na milna husnwale hi
husnwale hi to ulfat ka sila dete hai
husnwale hi to ulfat ka sila dete hai
ishq ko pyar ke andaaz sikha dete hai
ishq ko pyar ke andaaz sikha dete hai

karke barbad hame haste hai pathar ke sanam
karke barbad hame haste hai pathar ke sanam
chin lete hai khushi de ke umar bar ka gam
chin lete hai khushi de ke umar bar ka gam

dil to le lete hai ye kha ke apne sar ki kasam
in hasino ke vade bhala kya vade hai
aaj khate hai kasam haye aaj khate hai kasam
kal ye bhula dete hai
aaj khate hai kasam kal ye bhula dete hai
husn ke dam se hai nadano mohabbat ka chalan
husn ke dam se hai nadano mohabbat ka chalan
husn ke dam se hai aabad tumhara gulshan
husn ke dam se hai aabad tumhara gulshan
ham na hote to na hota kabhi do dil ka milan
ham bhi hai bhigdi huyi taqdeer banane wale
dard dekar tumhe insaan bana dete hai
dard dekar tumne insaan bana dete hai

had hai ehshan faromoshi ki bhi alla kasam
had hai ehshan faromoshi ki bhi alla kasam
inse parda jo karo to ye hai bhi julm sitam
inse parda jo karo to ye hai bhi julm sitam
inko jalwa bhi dikhaye to gunhegar hai ham
sach to ye hai ke ye ham logo se jalte hai
kyonki ham inko bhi aaina dikha dete hai
husn wale hi to ulfat ka sila dete hai
husn wale hi to ulfat ka sila dete hai
chahane wale ko diwana bana dete hai
chahane wale ko diwana bana dete hai

To love and then to shame, a beauty's way,
And madmen's souls for every charm they pay.
A hundred broken hearts here wander lost,
Whose woes to heed, whose tales to be engrossed?

From beauties, shun them, for they deal in lies,
From beauties, shun them, for they cause demise.
They crush the lovers, to the dust they bind,
They crush the lovers, leaving them behind.
Yet beauties, yes, those beauties hold the key,
Beauties alone, the price of love decree.
They teach the ways of love, in tender art,
They teach the ways of love, and break the heart.

They laugh, the stone-faced idols, at our plight,
They laugh, the stone-faced idols, in their light.
They steal our joy, and give a life of pain,
They steal our joy, and leave us in the rain.

They take the heart, with oaths upon their head,
What promises from beauties can be bred?
Today they swear, alas, today they vow,
Tomorrow, gone, they'll disavow.
Beauty's the life, the fools' affection thrives,
Beauty's the life, where love itself survives.
By beauty's grace, your gardens bloom and gleam,
By beauty's grace, or so it would seem.
Without us, never would two hearts have met,
We, too, the makers of a fate beset.
They give you pain, and make a human soul,
They give you pain, and make you whole.

The depths of ingratitude, a world to see,
The depths of ingratitude, a misery.
If you conceal yourself, it's tyranny,
If you reveal yourself, then guilty we.
The truth is, we are envious and burn,
For we, too, the mirror of their beauty turn.
Yet beauties, yes, those beauties hold the key,
Beauties alone, the price of love decree.
They make the lovers mad, and set them free.
They make the lovers mad, for all to see.