ja re ja o beshram chanda
kahin chhup ja, chhup ja, chhup ja
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha
ja re ja o beshram chanda
kahin chhup ja, chhup ja, chhup ja
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha
ja re ja o beshram chanda
kahin chhup ja, chhup ja, chhup ja

mai dekh rahi hu, badal ki
khidki ke pichhe khada hai tu
mai dekh rahi hu, badal ki
khidki ke piche khada hai tu
mat jhank o mat jhank
sharifo ke ghar me, badmash
badmash kasam se bada hai tu
munh gora, dil kala
ja re ja o beshram chanda
kahin chhup ja, chhup ja, chhup ja
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha

kya dekh raha hai
kya dekh raha hai
tu chhup ke natak, ye prem kahani ka
kya tujhko laaj nahi aati
kya tujhko laaj nahi aati
ye to hai khel jawani ka
tu hi gaya buddha ha
ja re ja o beshram chanda
kahin chhup ja, chhup ja, chhup ja
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha

hai dur gagan par tu lekin
hai dur gagan par tu lekin
lagta hai tere isharo se
tu kaan lagaye baitha hai
tu kaan lagaye baitha hai
darwazo se diwaro se
tu chor hai ya chandal
ja re ja o beshram chanda
kahin chhup ja, chhup ja, chhup ja
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha
do pyar karne walo ka, na dekh tamasha

Go, vile moon, begone,
Hide yourself, hide away, conceal.
Do not gawk at lovers' dance,
Do not gawk at lovers' dance.
Go, vile moon, begone,
Hide yourself, hide away, conceal.
Do not gawk at lovers' dance,
Do not gawk at lovers' dance.
Go, vile moon, begone,
Hide yourself, hide away, conceal.

I see you, peeking through,
Behind the clouds' soft window pane.
I see you, peeking through,
Behind the clouds' soft window pane.
Don't you peek, oh, don't you dare,
You rogue in a righteous home, a fiend!
A scoundrel, truly, you remain.
Fair face, but a blackened heart within.
Go, vile moon, begone,
Hide yourself, hide away, conceal.
Do not gawk at lovers' dance,
Do not gawk at lovers' dance.

What do you watch?
What do you watch?
You eavesdrop on the play of love,
Don't you feel the blush of shame?
Don't you feel the blush of shame?
This is but the game of youth, above.
You, grown old, a doddering sage.
Go, vile moon, begone,
Hide yourself, hide away, conceal.
Do not gawk at lovers' dance,
Do not gawk at lovers' dance.

Though distant in the sky you dwell,
Though distant in the sky you dwell,
It seems you signal, with your light,
You listen, with an avid ear.
You listen, with an avid ear,
Through doors and walls, in silent night.
A thief, or a vile villain, you seem.
Go, vile moon, begone,
Hide yourself, hide away, conceal.
Do not gawk at lovers' dance,
Do not gawk at lovers' dance.
Do not gawk at lovers' dance,
Do not gawk at lovers' dance.