ek tir chalane wale ne ek tir chalane wale ne
dil lut liya haye lut liya ho dil lut liya haye lut liya

ek huk uthi hai man me ek dard basa jiwan me
ek dard basa jiwan me ankho me samane wale ne
ankho me samane wale ne
dil lut liya hay lut liya ho dil lut liya hay lut liya
ek git sunane wale ne ek git sunane wale ne
dil lut liya hay lut liya ho dil lut liya hay lut liya

sharma ke nazar jab daali
ek war gaya na khali ek war gaya na khali
lalcha ke lubhane wale ne
lalcha ke lubhane wale ne
dil lut liya hay lut liya ho dil lut liya hay lut liya

ankho ko bana kar bhedi
chupke se mohabbat de di
chupke se mohabbat de di
is ghar ko basane wale ne
is ghar ko basane wale ne
dil lut liya hay lut liya ho dil lut liya hay lut liya

A marksman, with but a single shot,
Plundered the heart, alas, it's been lost.
A yearning arose, within the soul,
Aching sorrow, took life's hold.
Dwelling within the eyes' embrace,
He who resided in the eyes,
Plundered the heart, alas, it's been lost.

A minstrel, who sang a single tune,
Plundered the heart, alas, it's been lost.
When shyness cast its gaze,
No arrow missed its mark, in a haze.
He who allured and charmed with grace,
Plundered the heart, alas, it's been lost.

Making the eyes as secret keepers,
Silently, love he did impart.
He who built this home of the heart,
Plundered the heart, alas, it's been lost.