karte hai baate sab uski
karte hai baate sab uski
kuch baat to hai us chehre me
duniya hai diwani jab uski
duniya hai diwani jab uski
kuch baat to hai us chehre me
karte hai baate sab uski
kuch baat to hai us chehre me

maathe se ugta hai suraj
julfo me raat machalti hai
maathe se ugta hai suraj
julfo me raat machalti hai
aankho me haya ithlati hai
gaalo pe sham utarti hai
taarif kare kya ab uski
taarif kare kya ab uski
kuch baat to hai us chehre me

hontho pe shararat itraye
sharam se palke jhuk jaye
o hontho pe shararat itraye
sharam se palke jhuk jaye
har ek ada hai jaan leva
raah me musafir ruk jaye
ho jaye najar phir ab uski
ho jaye najar phir ab uski
kuch baat to hai us chehre me
duniya hai diwani jab uski
duniya hai diwani jab uski
kuch baat to hai us chehre me
karte hai baate sab uski
kuch baat to hai us chehre me

They speak of her, all of them,
They speak of her, all of them,
Something whispers in that face.
The world, it has gone mad for her,
The world, it has gone mad for her,
Something whispers in that face.
They speak of her, all of them,
Something whispers in that face.

From her brow, a sun takes birth,
In her tresses, night does sway.
From her brow, a sun takes birth,
In her tresses, night does sway.
In her eyes, a shyness blooms,
On her cheeks, the evening falls.
How to praise her, how to sing?
How to praise her, how to sing?
Something whispers in that face.

On her lips, a mischief smiles,
Shame makes her lashes softly fall.
On her lips, a mischief smiles,
Shame makes her lashes softly fall.
Each gesture, a life it steals,
Halting travelers on their way.
If her gaze should fall on you,
If her gaze should fall on you,
Something whispers in that face.
The world, it has gone mad for her,
The world, it has gone mad for her,
Something whispers in that face.
They speak of her, all of them,
Something whispers in that face.