Haadson ke is shehar mein
Aaj koyi ayega
Khol dega raz ya phir
Raz khud bann jayega
Haadson ke is shehar mein
Aaj koyi ayega
Khol dega raz ya phir
Raz khud bann jayega
Raat ki aagosh mein
Yeh raz rehne dijiye
Kijiyega kal khulasa
Aaj rehne dijiye
Phir koyi parwana yahaan
Jo jaan pe apni khelega
Aashiqi mein hoke fana
Baahon mein shama ko le lega
Itni haseeno pe
Kitni dafa yeh dola
Phir bhi fakeeron ka
Pehne huye hai chola
Itar ki shishi hai
Jahaan bhi khul jaye
Hawa mein ghul jaye
Dil jogira har funn maula
Aaye to kai karne idhar
Dil-e-bekaraar ki dawa
Shab se sehar hote hi magar
Bari bari saare ho gaye hawa
Shab ke andhere mein
Jannat dikhane wala
Main to sawere bhi
Dil na dukhane wala
Ke meri baahon mein
Raat jo guzre woh
Umra bhar jaisi hai
Dil jogira har funn maula
Har funn maula
To this city of casualties, somebody’s about to come today.
Is he going to open up the secrets or become a secret himself?
Let this secret stay safe in the embrace of the night.
Please, reveal it out tomorrow, and leave it for now.
There’s a lover here, and he’s going to risk his life.
He would lose himself in love and embrace the flame in his arms.
He’s fallen for many beautiful women,
but he’s still dressed like the saints.
He’s like a bottle of perfume, and wherever it is opened, it spreads in the air.
The heart of the devotee is the Master of the Arts.
Master of the Arts.
Many have come here to get a cure for their restless heart.
From night to morning, they were all gone.
I am the one who could show you the heavens in the night.
I don’t even intend to hurt anyone’s heart during the day.
A night spent in my arms is like a lifetime.
The heart of the saint is the master of the arts.
Master of the Arts.