nigaahe kya vo jo dekhe ye jalwe dar dar ke
nigaahe kya vo jo dekhe ye jalwe dar dar ke
ke vo jeena bhi kya jeena, ke jiye mar mar ke
ke vo jeena bhi kya jeena, ke jiye mar mar ke
ke jiye mar mar ke
chale to aaye mehfil me bahana kar kar ke
chale to aaye mehfil me bahana kar kar ke
na hogi baat jab uthenge aahe bhar bhar ke
na hogi baat jab uthenge aahe bhar bhar ke
aahe bhar bhar ke

sitamgar lekar kitne, na jaane aaye fitne
koi ye naaz dekhe o ho jara andaaz dekhe
nigaahe kaafirana haay adayein kaatilana
niraali baate inki anokhi ghaate inki
humara ? lekar hume dikhlaaye tevar
magar ye jalwe sare bhatakte maare maare
jo hum na naam lete haay to ye khud jaan lete
ke inka mola kya hai haay bada ye bol kya hai
ke inka mola kya hai, bada ye bol kya hai
na hote fir fasaane ye jaha me ghar ghar ke
jaha me ghar ghar ke
na hote fir fasaane ye jaha me ghar ghar ke
na hogi baat jab uthenge aahe bhar bhar ke
aahe bhar bhar ke

bade dildaar banke ye jo baithe hai tan ke
jamana jaanta hai, inhe pahchaanta hai
ho ye matlab ke hai bande, garj ke daale fande
hai jhuthi inki yaari, dikhave ki dildaari
ke ye jis pe marte hai, use ruswa karte hai
bade hoshiyaar hai ye, bade ayyar hai ye
wafa ka dam bharte hai badi baate karte hai
wafa ka dam bharte hai badi baate karte hai
hakikat se begaane ye kya jaane anjaane
hakikat se begaane ye kya jaane anjaane
milega kya inhe ke ye kawali dar dar ke
kawali dar dar ke
milega kya inhe ke ye kawali dar dar ke
nigaahe kya vo jo dekhe ye jalwe dar dar ke
ye jalwe dar dar ke

jise raam dena, usi ka naam lena
hasino ki ada hai haay, ada bhi haay kya hai
kare ye dil ki chori, aur us pe seenajori
kare ye dil ki chori, aur us pe seenajori
kahe to kya kahe hum, hai behtar chup rahe hum
ye jo ek baat ki hai, samjhdaari yahi hai
shikayat khamkha ki nahi hoti hai acchi
lagawat se kyu haasil, banawat se kya haasil
alag manjil humari, juda raahe tumhaari
alag manjil humari, juda raahe tumhaari
mohabbat aur badhti hai dilo me lad lad ke
me lad lad ke
mohabbat aur badhti hai dilo me lad lad ke
mohabbat aur badhti hai dilo me lad lad ke
nigaahe kya vo jo dekhe

What eyes are those that flinch at such a sight?
What life is that, that dies a little each night?
That dies a little each night.
They come to the gathering, with excuses in tow,
And when they can't speak, they'll sigh and they'll go,
Sigh and they'll go.

How many tyrants bring forth trials and strife?
Let someone witness their grace, their art of life.
The eyes, the infidel's, the killer's embrace,
Their unique words, a curious space.
They flaunt our hearts, show off their pride,
These wonders, wandering, nowhere to hide.
If we didn't name them, they'd know of their own,
What their worth is, what words are sown.
What their worth is, what words are sown.
Then stories wouldn't spread in every home,
In every home.
Then stories wouldn't spread in every home,
And when they can't speak, they'll sigh and they'll go,
Sigh and they'll go.

They sit so proud, these generous souls,
The world knows them, the world takes its tolls.
They are men of purpose, they cast a net of need,
Their friendship is false, a show to feed.
The one they adore, they make her ashamed,
They are cunning and clever, their game is famed.
They swear by devotion, they speak of its art,
They swear by devotion, they speak of its art,
Oblivious to truth, they remain in the dark,
Oblivious to truth, they remain in the dark.
What will they gain, singing a song,
Singing a song?
What will they gain, singing a song,
What eyes are those that flinch at such a sight,
Such a sight?

To give to the Beloved, to name that sweet name,
The beloved's ways, the beloved's fame,
They steal the heart, then brazenly boast,
They steal the heart, then brazenly boast.
What can we say, it's best we be still,
In this, wisdom lies, our hearts fulfill.
Complaints are for naught, they bear no fruit,
What is gained by pretense, by an artificial root?
Our paths diverge, our destinations far apart,
Our paths diverge, our destinations far apart,
Love grows in the heart, where battles start,
Where battles start.
Love grows in the heart, where battles start,
Love grows in the heart, where battles start,
What eyes are those that see…