o meharban ye mera dil kisi gahne ka koi phul nahi
jise chahe jab koi tod ke fir chhod de kahi
o meharban ye mera dil kisi gahne ka koi phul nahi
jise chahe jab koi tod ke fir chhod de kahi

mera tan ye badan chhuna na na re
na tune jo socha mai wo nahi ha re ha
dil to churaye wohi dil me shmaye wohi jane jo dil ki juba
o meharban ye mera dil kisi gahne ka koi phul nahi
jise chahe jab koi tod ke fir chhod de kahi

dhunde dil jadugar wo najar yar
ki jo najar de mujhe jindagi pyar ki
mere bhi sapne mere bhi armaa mera bhi dil dil hai
o meharban ye mera dil kisi gahne ka koi phul nahi
jise chahe jab koi tod ke fir chhod de kahi

pyar ka ye nasha rang to layega ek din kahi se koi to aayega
oro ki dunia se taro ki dunia me le jayega janeja
o meharban ye mera dil kisi gahne ka koi phul nahi
jise chahe jab koi tod ke fir chhod de kahi
o meharban ye mera dil kisi gahne ka koi phul nahi
jise chahe jab koi tod ke fir chhod de kahi

Oh, kind one, my heart is not a gem, nor a flower,
To be plucked and discarded, broken in an hour.
Oh, kind one, my heart is not a gem, nor a flower,
To be plucked and discarded, broken in an hour.

My flesh, this form, do not touch, no, no,
I am not what you think, oh no.
The one who steals the heart, resides within,
They alone understand the heart's unspoken din.
Oh, kind one, my heart is not a gem, nor a flower,
To be plucked and discarded, broken in an hour.

Seeker of hearts, a magician's gaze, my love,
Whose glance gives life, a love that soars above.
I too have dreams, desires, a heart that beats,
Oh, kind one, my heart is not a gem, nor a flower,
To be plucked and discarded, broken in an hour.

This intoxication of love, its colors will bloom,
One day, someone will come to banish the gloom.
From the world of others, to the stars we'll ascend,
Oh, kind one, my heart is not a gem, nor a flower,
To be plucked and discarded, broken in an hour.
Oh, kind one, my heart is not a gem, nor a flower,
To be plucked and discarded, broken in an hour.