jana jana jaldi kya hai raat mahak to jaane do
jana jana jaldi kya hai raat mahak to jaane do
thahro thahro dil to thahre hosh me mujhko aane do
jana jana jaldi kya hai jana jana jaldi kya hai
jana jana jaldi kya hai raat mahak to jaane do
thahro thahro dil to thahre hosh me mujhko aane do
jana jana jaldi kya hai

dore kitne gulabi hai in kali kali ankho ke
dore kitne gulabi hai in kali kali ankho ke
hum janam ke pyase ashik hai do matwali ankho ke
pike inhi paymano se madhosh hame ho jaane do
thahro thahro dil to thahre hosh me mujhko aane do
jana jana jaldi kya hai raat mahak to jaane do
thahro thahro dil to thahre hosh me mujhko aane do
jana jana jaldi kya hai

jis dil me ap samaye hai us dil me hame rushwai kaha
jis dil me ap samaye hai us dil me hame rushwai kaha
kya jaane uda le jaye hame apki ek angdayi kaha
hum apki baho me kaidi baho me hame balkhaane do
thahro thahro dil to thahre hosh me mujhko aane do
jana jana jaldi kya hai

in mast nigaho ki masti dil par chhai jati hai
in mast nigaho ki masti dil par chhai jati hai
arma jaage hai aise nind si aayi jati hai
is pathar jaise sine par sar rakh kar hame so jaane do
thahro thahro dil to thahre hosh me mujhko aane do
jana jana jaldi kya hai jana jana jaldi kya hai
jana jana jaldi kya hai raat mahak to jaane do
thahro thahro dil to thahre hosh me mujhko aane do
jana jana jaldi kya hai

Must you leave, what's the rush? Let the night exhale its scent,
Must you leave, what's the rush? Let the night exhale its scent,
Stay, linger, let the heart settle, let my senses be, be spent.
Must you leave, what's the rush? Must you leave, what's the rush?
Must you leave, what's the rush? Let the night exhale its scent,
Stay, linger, let the heart settle, let my senses be, be spent.
Must you leave, what's the rush?

How rose-hued are the threads within those eyes of night,
How rose-hued are the threads within those eyes of night,
We are lovers, parched since birth, by those intoxicated sight.
Let us drink from these chalices, and become inebriated in delight,
Stay, linger, let the heart settle, let my senses be, be spent.
Must you leave, what's the rush? Let the night exhale its scent,
Stay, linger, let the heart settle, let my senses be, be spent.
Must you leave, what's the rush?

In the heart where you reside, where is there ever disgrace?
In the heart where you reside, where is there ever disgrace?
Who knows where your single languid stretch might take us in its embrace.
Prisoners in your arms, let us sway in this space,
Stay, linger, let the heart settle, let my senses be, be spent.
Must you leave, what's the rush?

The revelry of those eyes, spreads and settles on the soul,
The revelry of those eyes, spreads and settles on the soul,
Desires awaken, like slumber taking hold.
Upon this stone-like chest, let us lay our head, make us whole,
Stay, linger, let the heart settle, let my senses be, be spent.
Must you leave, what's the rush? Must you leave, what's the rush?
Must you leave, what's the rush? Let the night exhale its scent,
Stay, linger, let the heart settle, let my senses be, be spent.
Must you leave, what's the rush?