where is the time to hate when there is so little time to love
where is the time to hate when there is so little time to love
comeon let' s sing sing sing comeon let' s dance dance dance
comeon have fun fun fun meree jaan
where is the time to hate when there is so little time to love
hmmm where is the time to hate
when there is so little time to love
comeon let' s sing sing sing comeon let' s dance dance dance
comeon have fun fun fun meree jaan
where is the time to hate when there is so little time to love

aaj milee hai jo khushee kal pe naa isako taalo
titalee hai yeh udd jaayegee kitne hee pahare daalo
aaj milee hai jo khushee kal pe naa isako taalo
titalee hai yeh udd jaayegee kitne hee pahare daalo
where is the time to hate when there is so little time to love
hm where is the time to hate when there is so little time to love

ju ju ju ju ju ju ju ru ru ru ru ru ru ru ru
insaan ke jivan me jis pal hai dekho rona
pyaar me hai beete jo pal vahee hai sacha sona
insaan ke jivan me jis pal hai dekho rona
pyaar me hai beete jo pal vahee hai sacha sona
ho where is the time to hate when there is so little time to love
o aa aa where is the time to
hate when there is so little time to love
comeon let' s sing sing sing comeon let' s dance dance dance
comeon have fun fun fun meree jan
where is the time to hate when there is so little time to love

Where is the space for hate, when love's brief breath does blow?
Where is the space for hate, when love's brief breath does flow?
Come, let us sing, sing, sing, come, let us dance, dance, dance,
Come, have such fun, fun, fun, my dear.
Where is the space for hate, when love's brief breath does blow?
Hmm, where is the space for hate?
When love's brief breath does flow?
Come, let us sing, sing, sing, come, let us dance, dance, dance,
Come, have such fun, fun, fun, my dear.
Where is the space for hate, when love's brief breath does blow?

The joy that graces now, do not postpone to morn,
A butterfly it is, though you place guards forlorn.
The joy that graces now, do not postpone to morn,
A butterfly it is, though you place guards forlorn.
Where is the space for hate, when love's brief breath does blow?
Hmm, where is the space for hate, when love's brief breath does flow?

Zhu, zhu, zhu, zhu, zhu, zhu, zhu, ru, ru, ru, ru, ru, ru, ru, ru.
In man's brief life, a tear at every turn, it seems,
But love's embrace, the gold that truly gleams.
In man's brief life, a tear at every turn, it seems,
But love's embrace, the gold that truly gleams.
Oh, where is the space for hate, when love's brief breath does blow?
Oh, ah, ah, where is the space to
Hate, when love's brief breath does flow?
Come, let us sing, sing, sing, come, let us dance, dance, dance,
Come, have such fun, fun, fun, my dear.
Where is the space for hate, when love's brief breath does blow?