chupana bhi nahi aata
chupana bhi nahi aata
jatana bhi nahi aata
hume tumse mohabbat hai
batana bhi nahi aata
chupana bhi nahi aata
jatana bhi nahi aata
hame tumse mohabbat hai
batana bhi nahi aata
chupana bhi nahi aata
jatana bhi nahi aata

hatheli pe tumhara nam
likhte hai mitate hai
tumhi se pyar karte hai
tumhi se hi kyu chupate hai
tumhi se hi kyu chupate hai
juba pe bat hai lekin
sunana hi nahi aata
hame tumse mohabbat hai
batana bhi nahi aata
chupana bhi nahi aata
jatana bhi nahi aata

chori chori chupke chupke
tumko dekha karte hai
haale dil sunane se
na jane kyo darte hai
na jane kyo darte hai
kitna pagal dil hai mera
manana bhi nahi aata
hame tumse mohabbat hai
jatana bhi nahi aata
chhupana bhi nahi aata
jatana bhi nahi aata

To hide, I know not how,
Nor how to keep concealed,
To show, I have no art,
For love for you, revealed.
To tell, I cannot find the way,
To hide, I know not how,
To show, I have no art,
For love for you, this sway.
To tell, I cannot find the way.
To hide, I know not how,
To show, I have no art.

Your name I trace upon my palm,
Then erase, a fleeting bloom,
Loving only you,
Why hide within this room?
Why hide within this room?
The words upon my tongue reside,
Yet listening feels forlorn.
For love for you, inside,
To tell, I cannot find the morn,
To hide, I know not how,
To show, I have no art.

Stealing glances, hushed and deep,
At you, my gaze takes hold,
To speak my heart's deep plea,
Why fear, a story told?
Why fear, a story told?
My heart, a fool, it seems,
To soothe, it has no skill.
For love for you, it gleams,
To tell, I cannot still.
To hide, I know not how,
To show, I have no art.