mera chain khoya hua hai mera chain khoya hua hai
thamasha ye soya hua hai yaha koi soya hua hai
yaha koi soya hua hai waha log baithe hai kaha jaye
hum do mohabbat ke mare kaha jaye
hum do mohabbat ke mare

chalo hum kahi or chalte hai chalo hum kahi or chalte hai
yaha to kai deep jalte hai jaha pe bhut hi andhera ho
vaha aaj ki raat dera ho mager kon si vo jagah hai
jaha par na ho ye sitaare kaha jaye
hum do mohabbat ke mare kaha jaye
hum do mohabbat ke mare

ye gulshan ka kona hasi hai ye gulshan ka kona hasi hai
yaha pe koi bhi nahi hai tujhe apni baho me bhar lu
jara sa tujhe pyar kar lu jara thehr jayo ae kaliya
hume kar rahi hai issare kaha jaye
hum do mohabbat ke mare kaha jaye
hum do mohabbat ke mare

shama pyar ka kho na jaye shama pyar ka kho na jaye
sawera kahi ho na jaye hato dar mujhe lag raha hai
ye sahil abhi jag raha hai jo hota hai hone de vahi
nahi pyar me koi chori idher aa mere dil ki rani
chura lu mai teri jawani koi dekhta hai to dekhe
mohabbat ke rangi najare kaha jaye
hum do mohabbat ke mare kaha jaye
hum do mohabbat ke mare

My peace, it is lost, my peace is lost,
A slumbering spectacle, here, someone sleeps.
Here, someone sleeps; where do they sit, those others?
We, wounded by love, where do we go?
We, wounded by love.

Let us go elsewhere, let us go elsewhere.
Here, many lamps are burning; where shadows are deep,
Where tonight, we may rest. But which is that place,
Where stars do not gleam? Where do we go?
We, wounded by love, where do we go?
We, wounded by love.

This garden's corner, it is beautiful, this garden's corner is beautiful.
Here, no one is near; I would embrace you,
And give you a little love. Wait a moment, O blossoms,
They beckon us. Where do we go?
We, wounded by love, where do we go?
We, wounded by love.

The flame of love should not be lost, the flame of love should not be lost.
Morning should not arrive. Move aside, I fear.
This shore is still awake. Let what will be, happen, fair one.
In love, there is no deceit. Come here, my heart's queen,
I will steal your youth. Let them see if they look.
Love's colourful sights. Where do we go?
We, wounded by love, where do we go?
We, wounded by love.