mere dildaar ka baankpan haay baankpan hoy baankpan allah allah
mere dildaar ka baankpan allah allah
chaandni se taraasha badan allah allah
dekhkar jisko hure bhi sajda kare
sajda kare ha sajda kare haay haay sajda kare
wo meri naazni wo meri naazni gulbadan allah allah
usi haseen mehjabin ki avan allah allah
phul se honth resham sa tan allah allah
mere dildaar ka baankpan allah allah

woh kankhiyo se unka hame dekhna
ha hame dekhna hay hame dekhana hay
jabse use dekha hai deewaano si haalat hai
betaab hai har dhadkan bechain tabiyat hai
woh sar se kadam tak ik mehki hui jannat hai
chhune se badan maske is darja nazaakat hai
ukhsaar karishma hai raftaar kayaamat hai
duniya mein wajud uska kudrat ki inaayat hai
wo jispe karam kar de woh saahida kismat hai
wo kankhiyo se unka hame dekhana
ha hame dekhana haay hame dekhana
tir tirchhe ho tir tirchhe chalaane ka fan allah allah
tir tirchhe chalaane ka fan allah allah
mere dildaar ka baankpan allah allah

saadgi mein chhupa shokhiyon ka sama
shokhiyon ka sama shokhiyon ka sama
jis husn ke jalwo par dil hamne lutaaya hai
wo husn zamino par takdir se aaya hai
kudrat ne badan uska fursat se banaaya hai
sau tarah ke rango se har ang sajaaya hai
ghanghor ghhataao ko zulfon mein basaaya hai
bijli ke tabassum ko nazaron mein bulaaya hai
mehke huye phulon ko saanson mein rachaaya hai
saadgi mein chhupa shokhiyon ka sama
shokhiyon ka sama shokhiyon ka sama
shokhiyon mein shokhiyon mein
woh sharmilapan allah allah
shokhiyon mein woh sharmilapan allah allah
mere dildaar ka baankpan allah allah

gaalon mein gulaabipan aankhon mein sharabipan
gardan ka bukham haay honto ka woh nam haay
daali si kamar tauba barchhi si nazar tauba
barshi huyi baahein hain makhmur nigaahein hai
jaalim hai haya uski kaatil hai ada uski
masti se bhari hai woh ik sabj pari hai woh
chaandi ke khilaune si phulon ke bichhaune si
chaandi ke khilaune si phulon ke bichhaune si
gaalib ki gajhal jaisi mumtaj mehal jaisi
karke deedaar yaar aaj dil jhum utha
aaj dil jhum utha aaj dil jhum utha
noor se bhar gaye ha noor se bhar gaye
jaano tan allaah allaah
noor se bhar gaye jaano tan allaah allaah
mere dildaar ka baankpan haay baankpan
hoy baankpan allah allah allah allah allah allah

My beloved's grace, oh, such grace, grace of all graces, Allah, Allah,
My beloved's grace, Allah, Allah.
A body sculpted from moonlight, Allah, Allah.
Whose sight compels even the Houris to prostrate,
To prostrate, yes, to prostrate, oh, oh, to prostrate.
That, my delicate one, my delicate rose-bodied, Allah, Allah.
That, the moon-faced beauty's arrival, Allah, Allah.
Petal lips, a silken form, Allah, Allah.
My beloved's grace, Allah, Allah.

Their glances, like bells, that watch us,
Ah, watching us, oh, watching us, oh.
Since seeing them, a madman's state I embrace,
Each heartbeat restless, a troubled space.
From head to foot, a fragrant paradise,
To touch their form, such exquisite device.
Cheeks a marvel, swiftness a judgment,
Their earthly presence, a gift of Providence.
Whom they favor, a fortunate existence,
Their glances, like bells, that watch us,
Ah, watching us, oh, watching us, oh.
The art of shooting crooked arrows, Allah, Allah,
The art of shooting crooked arrows, Allah, Allah.
My beloved's grace, Allah, Allah.

In simplicity, a hidden revelry of charm,
Revelry of charm, revelry of charm.
Upon whose beauty, our hearts we have spent,
That beauty arrived by fate, from heaven sent.
Nature formed their body with gentle intent,
With a hundred hues, each limb adorned, content.
Dark storm clouds within their tresses were lent,
The lightning's smile in their eyes, heaven-sent.
Fragrant blossoms in their breaths were blent,
In simplicity, a hidden revelry of charm,
Revelry of charm, revelry of charm.
In charm, in charm,
That shy demeanor, Allah, Allah,
In charm, that shy demeanor, Allah, Allah.
My beloved's grace, Allah, Allah.

Cheeks of blush, eyes of intoxication,
Neck's perfume, oh, lips' moisture, oh.
A slender waist, oh, a piercing glance, oh,
Spear-like arms, intoxicated gazes, oh.
Cruel is their modesty, a killer is their grace,
Filled with joy, they are a green fairy's face,
Like silver toys, like beds of flowers, in place,
Like silver toys, like beds of flowers, in place.
Like a Ghazal of Ghalib, like Mumtaz Mahal's embrace,
Having seen the beloved, today the heart did sway,
Today the heart did sway, today the heart did sway.
Filled with light, yes, filled with light,
Body and soul, Allah, Allah,
Filled with light, body and soul, Allah, Allah.
My beloved's grace, Allah, Allah.
Oh, grace, Allah, Allah, Allah, Allah, Allah, Allah.