mai hu kafir mast hasina mai bhi mushkil kar du jeena
dekh ke humko sari dunia allah allah karti fire
dekh ke humko sari dunia allah allah karti fire
mai hu kafir mast hasina mai bhi mushkil kar du jeena
dekh ke humko sari dunia allah allah karti fire
dekh ke humko sari dunia allah allah karti fire

sham jaisi nazuk hai patli kamar
teer jaisi katil hai tirchi najar phul jaisi lali hai rukhsar par
jam jaisi masti hai guldar par rat ko mai niklu beparda agar
log kahe utra hai chand jami par
ha dekh liya hamne bhi has ke jidhar
ghum gayi sari khudayi udhar khudayi udhar
mai hu kafir mast hasina mai bhi muskil kar du jina
dekh ke humko sari dunia allah allah karti fire
dekh ke humko sari dunia allah allah karti fire

jism jaise sheeshe me sandal mila
aag jaise sone me heera jada
chal jaisi chalti hai thandi hawa
baal jaisi chhupti hai kali ghata
koi hame ab tak na aisa mila
dekh hame jisne na kafir kaha
or kabhi chehre se parda hata
haye maar dala yahi aayi sada aayi sada
mai hu kafir mast hasina mai bhi mushkil kar du jeena
dekh ke humko sari dunia allah allah karti fire
dekh ke humko sari dunia allah allah karti fire

husn hamara hai khudao ka bhi khuda
koi nahi aisa jo isse bach saka
ek taraf hum ho kabhi ik taraf khuda
or kabhi dono me ho mukabla
dekhne ke kabil ho fir ye tamaashaa
pal me jeet har ka ho jaye faisla
apne husn par hai hame itna bharosa
jeet jaye husn haar jaye khuda haar jaye khuda
mai hu kafir mast hasina mai bhi mushkil kar du jeena
dekh ke humko sari dunia allah allah karti fire
dekh ke humko sari dunia allah allah karti fire

I am a pagan, a joyous beauty,
I make living a trial, a torment.
Seeing me, the world, all of it,
Cries "Allah, Allah!" in its reverence.
Seeing me, the world, all of it,
Cries "Allah, Allah!" in its reverence.

Like evening, my waist, slender and frail,
Like an arrow, my gaze, a killer's trail.
Like flowers, the blush on my cheeks takes hold,
Like wine, the joy that my curves unfold.
If I emerge at night, unveiled and free,
The world will whisper, "The moon, it is she!"
Where I have glanced and laughed, with a heart so bold,
The universe has turned, a story told.

My body, a mirror, sandalwood's scent,
Like fire, gold, and a diamond's intent.
My walk, like the wind, a cool, gentle sway,
My hair, like a storm cloud, hiding the day.
None have I met, up to this very hour,
Who, beholding me, didn't feel my power,
And when my face its veil would cast away,
"Oh, she has slain me!" their spirits would say.

My beauty, the God of even all gods,
None can resist, no matter the odds.
If I and the Divine, stand face to face,
And a contest of equals, we must embrace.
The spectacle then, a sight to behold,
The victory, defeat, in a moment told.
In my beauty, such faith, such grace, I see,
My beauty will win, and God will concede.