swarg me milegi apsara mujhe yakin hai
lekin apni gaon ki gori bhi to hasin hai
swarg me milegi apsara mujhe yakin hai
lekin apni gaon ki gori bhi to hasin hai
husan ka didar kiya kya bura kiya
kisi ko jo pyar kiya kya bura kiya
kyu bhai maine bura kiya

kal ka wada sapna hai shyad sach na ho paye haatho se mat jane do aaj tumhe jo mil jaye
khud hi barbad kiya kab aauro ko sataya hai
kab aauro ko tadpaya apna jigar jalaya hai
us duniya me milegi sharab aetbar hai
lekin is duniya me bhi to madira ka bazar hai
swarg me milegi apsara mujhe yakin hai
lekin apni gaon ki gori bhi to hasin hai
husan ka didar kiya kya bura kiya
kisi ko jo pyar kiya kya bura kiya
kyu bhai maine bura kiya

jannat kya hai kaisi hai
karo sawal to achha hai dil ke bahlane ke liye
magar khayal to achha hai
ha duniya magar khayal nahi duniya ek hakikat hai
jo kuch jitna mil jaye samjho badi ganimat hai
us duniya me milegi sharab aetbar hai
lekin is duniya me bhi to madira ka bazar hai
swarg me milegi apsara mujhe yakin hai
lekin apni gaon ki gori bhi to hasin hai
husan ka didar kiya kya bura kiya
kisi ko jo pyar kiya kya bura kiya
kyu bhai maine bura kiya

In heavens, a celestial nymph, I'm sure, I'll find,
But my village maiden, beauty of a different kind.
In heavens, a celestial nymph, I'm sure, I'll find,
But my village maiden, beauty of a different kind.
To love beauty, did I commit a wrong?
To bestow love, where did I go wrong?
Tell me, brother, have I done wrong?

Tomorrow's promise, a dream that may not bloom,
Cling to what's offered, before it meets its doom.
I destroyed myself, when did I cause pain?
When did I torment, and set my heart aflame?
In that realm, trust is the wine they pour,
Yet, this world too, offers its intoxicating store.
In heavens, a celestial nymph, I'm sure, I'll find,
But my village maiden, beauty of a different kind.
To love beauty, did I commit a wrong?
To bestow love, where did I go wrong?
Tell me, brother, have I done wrong?

What is paradise, its essence to define?
To ask the question, is sweet to the heart, it's fine.
A thought is good, a comfort to the soul,
But the world is real, a truth to make us whole.
What you gather here, accept it with grace,
In this world, life's abundance you embrace.
In that realm, trust is the wine they pour,
Yet, this world too, offers its intoxicating store.
In heavens, a celestial nymph, I'm sure, I'll find,
But my village maiden, beauty of a different kind.
To love beauty, did I commit a wrong?
To bestow love, where did I go wrong?
Tell me, brother, have I done wrong?