aap ki aankho me kuchh mahake hue se raaz hai
aap ki aankho me kuchh mahake hue se raaz hai
aapase bhi khubasurat aapake andaz hai
aap ki aankho me kuchh mahake hue se raaz hai

lab hile to mogare ke phul khilate hai kahi
lab hile to mogare ke phul khilate hai kahi
aap ki aankho me kya saahil bhi milate hai kahi
aap ki khaamoshiyan bhi aap ki aavaaz hai
aap ki aankho me kuchh mahake hue se raaz hai
aap se bhi khubasurat aapake andaz hai
aap ki aankho me kuchh mahake hue se raaz hai

aap ki bato me phir koi shararat to nahi
aap ki bato me phir koi shararat to nahi
bevajah taarif karanaa aap ki aadat to nahi
aap ki badamashiyo ke ye naye andaz hai
aap ki aankho me kuchh mahake hue se raaz hai
aap se bhi khubasurat aapake andaz hai
aap ki aankho me kuchh mahake hue se raaz hai

Within your eyes, secrets softly bloom,
Within your eyes, where fragrant whispers loom.
More lovely still, the grace you gently wear,
Within your eyes, a fragrant secret there.

When your lips part, mogra flowers take flight,
When your lips part, where sun and shadow meet,
In your eyes, do shores of wonder gleam?
Your silences, a voice, a vibrant dream.
Within your eyes, secrets softly bloom,
More lovely still, the grace you gently wear,
Within your eyes, a fragrant secret there.

In your words, a mischief starts to play,
In your words, a knowing glance will sway,
Unbidden praise, a habit you embrace?
These rogue delights, a new, delightful space.
Within your eyes, secrets softly bloom,
More lovely still, the grace you gently wear,
Within your eyes, a fragrant secret there.