badan pe sitaare lapate huye,
o jaan-e-tamanna kidhar jaa rahee ho
jara paas aayo toh chain aa jaaye
jara paas aayo toh chain aa jaaye

hame jab naa honge toh aye dilruba
kise dekh kar haye sharmaayogee
naa dekhogee phir tum kabhee aaina
hamare bina roj ghabraayogee
badan pe sitaare lapate huye

hai banane sawarane kaa jab hee maja
koyee dekhne waala aashik to ho
nahee toh yeh jalwe hain bhujhate diye
koyee mitne waala ek aashik toh ho
badan pe sitaare lapate huye

mohabbat kee yeh intaha ho gayee
ke mastee me tumko khuda keh gaya
jamaana yeh insaaf karta raha
bura keh gaya yah bbhala keh gaya
badan pe sitaare lapate huye
o jaan-e-tamanna kidhar jaa rahee ho
jara paas aayo to chain aa jaaye

Stars draped upon your skin,
Oh, Soul of Desire, where do you hasten?
Come near, and find peace for my weary heart,
Come near, and find peace.

When I am no more, O Beloved,
Before whom will you blush and shy?
No mirror will reflect your beauty then,
Each day, without me, you'll tremble and cry.
Stars draped upon your skin.

The true joy of adornment, it resides,
When a lover's gaze is upon you.
Else, these are but flickering, dying lamps,
A lover to consume, to give life anew.
Stars draped upon your skin.

Love has reached its ultimate peak,
In ecstasy, I called you God.
Let the world judge with its cold decree,
If it speaks ill, or with a blessing it trod.
Stars draped upon your skin.
Oh, Soul of Desire, where do you hasten?
Come near, and find peace for my weary heart.