kaisa aaya hai jamana nahi khane ka tikana
fir bhi aashiqi ladana kyu hai na baat maje ki
roj tokre bhi khana fir bhi baaj nahi aana
kyu hai na baat maje ki nahi khane ka tikana
fir bhi aashiqi ladana kyu hai na baat maje ki

sokh mere husn ko hai dilo ke sikar ka
kaam lu adao se mai teer ka katar ka
kaam lu adao se mai teer ka katar ka
koi lakh ho gaya na mera chuke na nishana
kyu hai na baat maje ki nahi khane ka tikana
fir bhi aashiqi ladana kyu hai na baat maje ki

chote mote aadmi ka yaha kya sawal hai
pyar me to bade bado ka bhi yehi haal hai
hai ye pyar ka khajana kabhi rona kabhi khana
kyu hai na baat maje ki nahi khane tikana
fir bhi aashiqi ladana kyu hai na baat maje ki

aur ek baat bade maje ki batau mai
aashiqo ko naye naye naam se bulau mai
mera galiya sunana unka taliya bajana
kyu hai na baat maje ki nahi khane tikana
fir bhi aashiqi ladana kyu hai na baat maje ki

The world arrives, a hunger in its keep,
No solace found, no shelter to be deep.
Yet love's sweet ache, a melody to keep?
Is this not joy, a truth to gently weep?
To taste the blows, and rise again and leap,
Is this not joy, the secrets that we keep?
No solace found, no shelter to be deep,
Yet love's sweet ache, a melody to keep?
Is this not joy?

My beauty craves the hearts that softly bleed,
I wield my charm, a sharpened, piercing need.
I use my grace, a sharpened, piercing need.
Though thousands fall, my aim will not recede.
Is this not joy, a truth to gently bleed?
No solace found, no shelter to be freed,
Yet love's sweet ache, a melody to seed?
Is this not joy?

The humble soul, what place can it be?
In love's embrace, the giants fall with glee.
This treasure rare, a dance of tears and food,
Is this not joy, a truth to understand?
No solace found, no shelter to be good,
Yet love's sweet ache, a melody to stand?
Is this not joy?

One final truth, a wonder I impart,
To lovers bound, a new name for the heart.
Their ears to me, applause they then impart,
Is this not joy, the truth that tears apart?
No solace found, no shelter, a fresh start,
Yet love's sweet ache, a brand new work of art?
Is this not joy?