tumhe husn de ke khuda ne sitamgar banaya banaya
tumhe husn de ke khuda ne sitamgar banaya banaya
tumhe husn de ke khuda ne sitamgar banaya banaya
chalo is bahane tumhe bhi khuda yaad aaya ji aaya
chalo is bahane tumhe bhi khuda yaad aaya ji aaya
chalo is bahane tumhe bhi

sitamgar nahi ho to rukh se ye parda hata do
jara apne chehre ki hum ko jhalak to dikha do
apni aaho me asar paida karo
dardedil dardejigar paida karo baad me jalwe hamare dekhna
pehle is kabil nazar paida karo
aji dil kya jigar kya mohabbat ki nazar kya
sar pathar pe takrao to us pe ho asar kya
apni aaho me asar paida karo
dardedil dardejigar paida karo baad me jalwe hamare dekhna
pehle is kabil nazar paida ka
sitamgar nahi ho to rukh se ye parda hata do
jara apne chehare ki hum ko jhalak to dikha do
agar humne apne chahere se ye parda hataya
to kahte firoge diwano khudaya khudaya khudaya
to kahte firoge diwano khudaya khudaya khudaya
tumhe husn de ke khuda ne sitamgar banaya banaya
tumhe husan de ke khuda ne

jidhar dekhne se jale dil udhar tum na dekho
aji udhar tum na dekho na dekho
magar chain kaise ho tumko agar tum na dekho
mauj masti hai kinare ke liye dil machalta hai sahare ke liye
husn aashik ki nazar ke samne aap aata hai nazare ke liye
galat hai ye fasane kare hum sau bahane
chhupe dil me tu bhi dekh le kya hai diwane
mauj uthti hai kinare ke liye dil machalta hai sahare ke liye
husan aashik ki nazar ke samne aap aata hai nazare ke liye
jidhar dekhne se jale dil udhar tum na dekho
magar chain kaise ho tum ko agar tum na dekho
ye parwana aaya jab kabhi shamma ne bulaya
bula ke jalaya jala ke kaha tu kyu aaya ji aaya
bula ke jalaya jala ke kaha tu kyu aaya ji aaya
chalo is bahane tumhe bhi khuda yaad aaya ji aaya
chalo is bahane tumhe bhi

jaha husan vale na honge vaha hum rahenge
aji vaha hum rahenge rahenge rahenge rahenge
yaha hum rahe to hamesha yahi gum rahenge
ye gali ye rasta tum chhod do ye zami ye aasman tum chhod do
is kadar humse paresan ho agar
zahar kha lo ye jaha tum chhod do
kaware hum to jaha chode ye jaha bhi
magar hum kya karenge aap agar nikale vaha bhi
ye gali ye rasta tum chhod do ye zami ye aasman tum chhod do
is kadar humse paresan ho agar
zahar kha lo ye jaha tum chhod do
jaha husan vale na honge vaha hum rahenge
yaha hum rahe to hamesha yahi gum rahenge
kai bar aji tumne yu daraya daraya daraya daraya
kaha roj marne ko lekin na mar ke dikhaya
kaha roj marne ko lekin na mar ke dikhaya
tumhe husn de ke khuda ne sitamgar banaya banaya
tumhe husan de ke khuda ne

hamesha hasino se tumko shikayat rahi hai
shikayat rahi hai rahi hai rahi hai
magar baat kya hai ki fir bhi mohabbat rahi hai
husan valo ki jarurat hai kise aji aap ho mere ye hasrat hai kise
are hum to apne ishq pe kurban hai
tum hasino se mohabbat hai kise
ye apne dil se puho dil bhi jhut bole to bhari mehfil se pucho
husan valo ki jarurat hai kise aji aap ho mere ye hasrat hai kise
are hum to apne ishq pe kurban hai
tum hasino se mohabbat hai kise
aaji hum ko hasino tum se shikayat rahi hai
magar baat kya hai ki mohabbat rahi hai
tumhe besahara dekha to apna banaya banaya
mohabbat kaha thi hume to raham tumpe aaya ji
aaya hume to raham tumpe aaya ji aaya
chalo is bahane tumhe bhi khuda yaad aaya ji aaya
tumhe husn de ke khuda ne sitamgar banaya banaya
tumhe husan de ke khuda ne

He, who was gifted with beauty, was made a tormentor,
By this means, you remember God.
By this means, you also remember.

If not a tormentor, lift the veil from your face,
Show us a glimpse of your countenance, just a trace.
Infuse your sighs with an effect,
Create the pain of the heart, the pain of the liver,
Later, witness our splendor.
First, cultivate a gaze worthy of this.
Oh, what is the heart, what is the liver, what is love's gaze?
If you strike your head on stone, what impact will it make?
Infuse your sighs with an effect,
Create the pain of the heart, the pain of the liver,
Later, witness our splendor.
First, cultivate a gaze worthy of this.
If not a tormentor, lift the veil from your face,
Show us a glimpse of your countenance, just a trace.
If I unveil my face,
You will cry out, "O God! O God! O God!"
You will cry out, "O God! O God! O God!"
He, who was gifted with beauty, was made a tormentor,
He, who was gifted with beauty.

Do not look where the heart burns, do not,
Oh, do not look, do not.
But how can you find peace if you do not look?
There is frolic for the shore, the heart yearns for support,
Beauty appears before the lover's gaze for a spectacle.
It's wrong, these stories, these excuses,
Look within your hidden heart, O madman, what is there?
There is frolic for the shore, the heart yearns for support,
Beauty appears before the lover's gaze for a spectacle.
Do not look where the heart burns, do not,
But how can you find peace if you do not look?
This moth came when the candle called,
Called and burned, and after burning, it said, "Why did you come?"
By this means, you remember God.
By this means, you also remember.

Where the beautiful are not, there we will reside,
Oh, there we will reside, will reside, will reside.
If we remain here, there will always be this sorrow.
Leave this lane, leave this path, leave this earth, leave this sky,
If you are so troubled by us, then eat poison, leave this world.
We are bachelors, we leave the world, and this world too,
But what will we do if you come out there too?
Leave this lane, leave this path, leave this earth, leave this sky,
If you are so troubled by us, then eat poison, leave this world.
Where the beautiful are not, there we will reside,
If we remain here, there will always be this sorrow.
Many times, you have frightened, frightened, frightened, frightened,
Said to die every day, but you did not die.
He, who was gifted with beauty, was made a tormentor,
He, who was gifted with beauty.

You have always complained about the beautiful,
Complained, complained, complained, complained.
But what is the matter, that love still remains?
Who needs the beautiful? Oh, you are my desire, who needs whom?
We are devoted to our love,
Who has love for the beautiful?
Ask your heart, if the heart also lies, ask the full gathering,
Who needs the beautiful? Oh, you are my desire, who needs whom?
We are devoted to our love,
Who has love for the beautiful?
Oh, we have complained about the beautiful,
But what is the matter, that love still remains?
Seeing you helpless, we made you our own,
Love was not there, we felt pity for you,
Pity for you,
By this means, you remember God.
He, who was gifted with beauty, was made a tormentor,
He, who was gifted with beauty.