oo meri jaan
meri jaan tu khafa hai to kya huya
ye sitam ye ada hai to kya huya
mai to bas ek diwana hu
husn wale to khuda se bhi ruth jate hai
husn wale to khuda se bhi ruth jate hai

ye husn ki hai aadat purani
tadpe mohabbat tarse jawani
hotho pe shikve aankho me pani
hum aashiqo ki hai ye nishani
oo meri jaan tu khafa hai to kya huya
ye sitam ye ada hai to kya huya
mai to bas ek diwana hu
husn wale to khuda se bhi ruth jate hai
husn wale to khuda se bhi ruth jate hai

mai bhi yaha hu tu bhi yahi hai
uspe sanam ye rut bhi haseen hai
aisa sitamgar hoye koi kahi hai
aise metere lab pe nahi hai
oo meri jaan tu khafa hai to kya huya
ye sitam ye ada hai to kya huya
mai to bas ek diwana hu
husn wale to khuda se bhi ruth jate hai
husn wale to khuda se bhi ruth jate hai

Oh, my soul,
If you’re angered, what then?
If this cruelty, this grace, what then?
I am but a madman, consumed,
For beauty itself has angered even God.
Beauty itself has angered even God.

This is an ancient habit of beauty,
Love suffers, youth yearns,
Complaints upon the lips, tears in the eyes,
This is the sign of us lovers.
Oh, my soul, if you’re angered, what then?
If this cruelty, this grace, what then?
I am but a madman, consumed,
For beauty itself has angered even God.
Beauty itself has angered even God.

I am here, and you are here,
And on top of that, this glance so lovely,
Has such a tyrant ever existed?
In this, no word on your lips,
Oh, my soul, if you’re angered, what then?
If this cruelty, this grace, what then?
I am but a madman, consumed,
For beauty itself has angered even God.
Beauty itself has angered even God.