husn-e-jana ki tarif mumkin nahi
afreen afreen afreen afreen
tu bhi dekhe agar to kahe hamnashi
afreen afreen afreen afreen
husn-e-jana ki tarif mumkin nahi
husn-e-jana ki tarif mumkin nahi

aisa dekha nahi khubsurat koyi
jism jaise ajanta ki murat koyi
jism jaise nigaho pe jadu koyi
jism nagma koyi, jism khushbu koyi
jism jaise machalti huyi ragini
jism jaise mehkati huyi chandni
jism jaise ke khilta huwa ek chaman
jism jaise ke suraj ki pehli kiran
jism tarsha huwa dikasho dilnashi
sandali sandali, marmari marmari
sandali sandali, marmari marmari

The Beloved's grace, no words can hold,
Awe, awe, forever told.
Even you, beholder true, would sigh,
Awe, awe, beneath the sky.
The Beloved's grace, no words can hold,
The Beloved's grace, a story untold.

Never have I seen such beauty's gleam,
A form like Ajanta's painted dream.
A form, a spell upon the sight,
A form, a song, a fragrant light.
A form, a rhapsody in play,
A form, where moonlit shadows sway.
A form, a garden's budding grace,
A form, the sun's first, radiant embrace.
A form, sculpted, lovely, heart's delight,
Sandalwood, marble, pure and bright.
Sandalwood, marble, taking flight.