tamannao ke bahlaave me aksar aa hi jaate hai
tamannao ke bahlaave me aksar aa hi jaate hai
kabhi hum chot khate hai kabhi hum muskurate hai
tamannao ke bahlaave me aksar aa hi jaate hai

hum aksar dosto ki bewafai sh to lete hai
hum aksar dosto ki bewafai sh to lete hai
magar hum jaante hai dil hamare toot jaate hai
tamannao ke bahlaave me aksar aa hi jaate hai

kisi ke sath jab beete hue lamho ki yaad aayi
kisi ke sath jab beete hue lamho ki yaad aayi
thaki ankhon me ashko ke sitare jhilmilate hai
tamannao ke bahlaave me aksar aa hi jaate hai

ye kaisa ishtiyake ved hai aur kaisi majburi
ye kaisa ishtiyake ved hai aur kaisi majburi
kisi ki baasm tak ja ja ke hum kyu lot aate hai
tamannao ke bahlaave me aksar aa hi jaate hai
kabhi hum chot khate hai kabhi hum muskurate hai
tamannao ke bahlaave me aksar aa hi jaate hai

We often succumb to the allure of desire,
We often succumb to the lure of desire,
Sometimes we are wounded, sometimes we smile,
We often succumb to the lure of desire.

We often endure the betrayal of friends,
We often endure the betrayal of friends,
Yet we know our hearts inevitably rend,
We often succumb to the lure of desire.

When memories of moments past arise,
When memories of moments past arise,
Tired eyes shimmer with starlit sighs,
We often succumb to the lure of desire.

What a strange ache, what a binding plea,
What a strange ache, what a binding plea,
Why do we return to where we long to be?
We often succumb to the lure of desire.
Sometimes we are wounded, sometimes we smile,
We often succumb to the lure of desire.