aankho me kya is dil se pucho zara
dekhu mai kya majra chehre ke piche
aankho me kya is dil se pucho zara
dekhu mai kya majra chehre ke piche
khamoshi ke rangeen saye rukhsar pe kisi ke
aankho me kya is dil se pucho zara

dekhiye sawarengi ab ye apni zulfein
rumal gir padega jhoke se ud ke neeche
dekhiye sawarengi ab ye apni zulfein
rumal gir padega jhoke se ud ke neeche
fir achanak chalte chalte dekhengi mud ke piche
aankho me kya is dil se pucho zara
dekhu mai kya majra chehere ke piche
aankho me kya is dil se pucho zara

Ask the eyes, of this heart, inquire,
What spectacle unfolds behind the face?
Ask the eyes, of this heart, inquire,
What spectacle unfolds behind the face?
The painted shadows of silence on a cheek,
Ask the eyes, of this heart, inquire.

Watch her now, arrange her silken tresses,
A scarf will flutter down, borne by the breeze.
Watch her now, arrange her silken tresses,
A scarf will flutter down, borne by the breeze.
Then, suddenly, she'll turn and look behind,
Ask the eyes, of this heart, inquire,
What spectacle unfolds behind the face?
Ask the eyes, of this heart, inquire.