sahmi sahmi kaha chali
chhod ke dil valo ki gali kab tak aankh churaye gi
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me
sahmi sahmi kaha chali
chhod ke dil valo ki gali kab tak aankh churaye gi
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me

haye tera ye alhadpan toba toba ye chitvan
aankh me shole nache julf me khele sawan
haye tera ye alhadpan toba toba ye chitvan
aankh me shole nache julf me khele sawan
fir kar ha baras bhi ja kab tak yu tarsayegi
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me
oh sahmi sahmi kaha chali
chhod ke dil valo ki gali kab tak aankh churaye gi
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me

nayi jawani ki halchal jaise bin barsa badal
kahti hai har angdayi sath hume bhi le tu chal
nayi jawani ki hal chal jaise bin barsa badal
kahti hai har angdayi sath hume bhi le ti chal
aankh mila man bhi ja kab tak hath na aayegi
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me
oh sahmi sahmi kaha chali chhod ke dil valo ki gali
kab tak aankh churaye gi kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me
kabhi na kabhi to fasegi mere jaal me oh sahmi sahmi kaha chali

Where do you flee, heart trembling,
Leaving the lovers' lane?
How long will you evade my gaze?
Sooner or later, you'll be snared in my net.
Sooner or later, you'll be snared in my net.

Oh, your playful grace, a thousand pardons,
That glance, a bewitching spell.
In your eyes, embers dance,
In your tresses, the monsoon plays.
Oh, your playful grace, a thousand pardons,
That glance, a bewitching spell.
In your eyes, embers dance,
In your tresses, the monsoon plays.
Then shower down and drown, oh, for how long
Will you torment and tease?
Sooner or later, you'll be snared in my net.
Sooner or later, you'll be snared in my net.

Oh, where do you flee, heart trembling,
Leaving the lovers' lane?
How long will you evade my gaze?
Sooner or later, you'll be snared in my net.
Sooner or later, you'll be snared in my net.

The stirrings of youth, like a cloud without rain,
Each gesture whispers, "Take me with you."
The stirrings of youth, like a cloud without rain,
Each gesture whispers, "Take me with you."
Meet my eyes, yield now, for how long
Will you remain beyond my grasp?
Sooner or later, you'll be snared in my net.
Sooner or later, you'll be snared in my net.

Oh, where do you flee, heart trembling,
Leaving the lovers' lane?
How long will you evade my gaze?
Sooner or later, you'll be snared in my net.
Sooner or later, you'll be snared in my net.
Oh, where do you flee, heart trembling...