muhabbat karne waala
muhabbat karne waala muft mein badnaam hota hai
muhabbat karne waala muft mein badnaam hota hai
ye bholi shakl waale kis kadar maasum hote hai
bade hi sidhe saadhe nek dil maalum hote hai
koyi surat nahi aisi ki chori inaki khul jaaye
agar iljaam bhi aaye to inpar kis tarah aaye
jabaan khaamosh rehati hai najar se kaam hota hai
muhabbat karnewaala, muhabbat karnewaala
muft mein badnaam hota hai

kare koyi bhare koyi, jara kanoon to dekho
samajh mein hi nahi aata hai kuch majmun toh dekho
khataye aapki lekin saja hum begunaahon ko
najar hum rokte hai aap bhi roko nigahon ko
ishare aap karte hain hamara naam hota hai
muhabbat karnewala, muhabbat karnewala
muft mein badnaam hota hai

jahaan par husn hota hai najar khud thaihar jaati hai
kadam yadon ka damtak saath chalkar laut aati hai
jara sa dekh lene par kayaamat sar pe aayi hai
aur hamane tumhe dekha toh isame kya buraayi hai
usko dekhte hai sab jo jalawa aam hota hai
muhabbat karne wala, muft mein badnaam hota hai
muhabbat karne wala, muft mein badnaam hota hai

The Lover

The lover, for love, is freely maligned,
The lover, for love, is freely maligned.
This innocent face, how guileless it seems,
So simple, so pure, as if living in dreams.

No guise could they craft to betray their true heart,
If blame should arise, how could it impart?
Their tongue is held silent, their gaze speaks instead,
The lover, for love, is freely maligned.

One does the deed, another the price, see the law's cruel jest,
The meaning eludes, the verses suppressed.
Your transgressions, yet our souls are the cost,
We restrain our gaze, let yours be lost.
You give the sign, and our name is the claim,
The lover, for love, is freely maligned.

Where beauty resides, the gaze is held fast,
Footsteps of memory linger from the past.
A mere glance exchanged, and judgment descends,
What wrong have we done, if to you our gaze extends?
All eyes are drawn to that which shines bright and bold,
The lover, for love, is freely maligned.