kitanee badal gaee hain jara chaal dekhiye,
is dil lagee mein aapaka ye haal dekhiye.
mukhade ka rang aur haath ka ye roomaal dekhiye.
dil chaahata hain khech lu tasveer aapakee,
dil chaahata hain khech lu tasveer aapakee.
phoolo kee tarah aapaka chehara khila hua,
phoolo kee tarah aapaka chehara khila hua.
aur us pe kaalee baadalo ghira hua.
bikhare hue ye baal agar,
ye baah khula khula dhadakan
mein geet reshamee maphalar uda uda.
saare jaha ka ishk najar mein chhupa hua
dil chaahata hain khech lu tasveer aapakee,
dil chaahata hain khech lu tasveer aapakee.
kitanee haseen hain jara aavaaj dekhiye,
kitanee haseen hain jara aavaaj dekhiye.
aavaaj se bhee bhad ke bhee hasee saaj dekhiye,
aavaaj se bhee bhad ke bhee hasee saaj dekhiye.
sharamaane ke muh phirane ka andaaj dekhiye.
dil chaahata hain khech lu tasveer aapakee,
dil chaahata hain khech lu tasveer aapakee.

Observe how altered your gait has become,
In this love's embrace, see the state you've succumbed.
Behold the flush on your face, the handkerchief's hold,
My heart yearns to capture your image, bold.
My heart yearns to capture your image, to hold.

Like blossoms, your face in radiant bloom,
And around it, dark clouds in a gathering gloom.
If your tresses were scattered, unbound, free,
Your arm outstretched, a heartbeat's decree

With silken scarves, songs are gently unfurled,
The world's every love in your gaze is curled.
My heart yearns to capture your image, to see,
My heart yearns to capture your image, to be.

How lovely your voice, listen to its art,
How lovely your voice, captivating my heart.
Beyond the voice, a symphony plays its part,
Beyond the voice, a symphony plays its part,
The shy turn of your face, a work of art.
My heart yearns to capture your image, to start,
My heart yearns to capture your image, to impart.