masti or jawani ho umar badi mastani ho
or dil me baimani ho to fir pyar bhi hoga
bilkul ikrar bhi hoga bilkul didar bhi hoga
bilkul masti or jawani ho umar badi mastani ho
or dil me baimani ho to fir pyar bhi hoga
bilkul ikrar bhi hoga bilkul didar bhi hoga bilkul

jab anjan mohabbat ka dil me ho arman chupa
jab anjan mohabbat ka dil me ho arman chupa
idhar bhi ho tufan chupa udhar bhi ho tufan chupa
tanhayi ka alam ho waqt bada hi jalim ho
pas me koi balam ho to fir pyar bhi hoga bilkul
ikrar bhi hoga bilkul didar bhi hoga bilkul
masti or jawani ho umar badi mastani
ho or dil me baimani hoto fir pyar bhi hoga
bilkul ikrar bhi hoga bilkul didar bhi hoga bilkul

dhadkan jab khamosh rahe sehma sehma josh rahe
dhadkan jab khamosh rahe sehma sehma josh rahe
nashe se palke bhari bhari madhoshi me hosh rahe
husn pe ek kayamat ho nakhra ek naj najakat ho
aankho me ek davat ho to fir pyar bhi hoga bilkul
ikrar bhi hoga bilkul didar bhi hoga bilkul
masti or jawani houmar badi mastani ho
or dil me baimani ho to fir pyar bhi hoga bilkul
ikrar bhi hoga bilkul didar bhi hoga bilkul

chanchal sokh jawani me bhari ho aag diwani me
chanchal sokh jawani me bhari ho aag diwani me
tan me itni garmi ho aag lagade pani me
mausam gehra gehra ho chand ka rang sunhara ho
na koi dar na koi pehra ho to fir pyar bhi hoga bilkul
ikrar bhi hoga bilkul didar bhi hoga bilkul
masti or jawani ho umar badi mastani ho
or dil me baimani ho to fir pyar bhi hoga bilkul
ikrar bhi hoga bilkul didar bhi hoga bilkul

When youth is a riot, a tempestuous age,
And deceit finds a home within the heart's cage,
Then love will surely bloom, a vibrant hue,
An oath whispered, a vision coming true,
A moment seized, a truth to pursue.

When unknown love hides a longing deep,
A yearning's secret the soul will keep,
A storm within, a tempest untold,
Solitude's grip, a story to unfold,
A cruel time, a story to be sold,
And a lover near, a comfort to find,
Then love will surely bloom, in heart and mind,
An oath whispered, a vision coming true.

When the heart beats mute, when courage does wane,
When fervor trembles, a delicate pain,
When eyes are heavy with a drunken haze,
And sanity lingers in a daze,
A beauty unfolds, a bewitching grace,
A subtle charm in this sacred space,
An invitation in the eyes' sweet snare,
Then love will surely bloom, beyond compare,
An oath whispered, a vision coming true.

In youthful play, where passions reside,
Where madness dances, a fiery tide,
A warmth that burns within the frame,
Igniting waters with a burning flame,
A shadowed season, a moon's soft gleam,
No fear to hold, no barrier to impede,
Then love will surely bloom, a precious seed,
An oath whispered, a vision coming true.