o prit nibhaanevaali mujhe khabar hai
tu bhulegi ek din meraa pyaar
apane gale se mere prem ki
maalaa degi utaar

meri aashaa_on ki basti ko mitaayegi tu
dil meraa lut ke ik din chali jaayegi tu

o dil se khelanevaali
prem bhare aramaano se
hai khelanaa teraa kaam
teri nazar me ko_i chiz
nahi hai dil kaa daam

meri aashaa_on ki basti ko mitaayegi tu
dil meraa lut ke ik din chali jaayegi tu

o yauvan mad-matavaali
tere charano ko aataa hai
prem kaa thukaraa denaa
teri aankhe jaanati hai
dil le kar bahakaa denaa

meri aashaa_on ki basti ko mitaayegi tu
dil meraa lut ke ik din chali jaayegi tu

Oh, you who keep love's vow, I know,
One day you'll cast my love aside.
From your neck, the garland of my love,
You'll tear and cast it far and wide.

You'll raze the city of my hopes,
And steal my heart, and then depart.

Oh, you who toy with hearts so frail,
To play with love's deep, yearning plea,
Is your only game, your only art.
In your eyes, the heart holds no fee.

You'll raze the city of my hopes,
And steal my heart, and then depart.

Oh, you, drunk with youthful grace,
Your feet know only to spurn love's fire.
Your eyes, they know the art of taking hearts,
And leading them astray, higher and higher.

You'll raze the city of my hopes,
And steal my heart, and then depart.