ha mujhe tumse mohabbat hai
na mujhe tumse shikayat hai
mai tujhpe marta hu
tu mujhpe marti hai
tu hai meri mai tera
are ha mujhe tumse mohabbat hai
na mujhe tumse shikayat hai

jisne pyar ki kadar na jani
kis kaam ki hai phir wo jawani
aise aawara se dil jo lagau
isse to behtar hai mai mar jau
haa mujhe tumse mohabbat hai
na mujhe tumse shikayat hai

ek din tujhko dikhlaunga
apne pyar me tadpaunga
sunle dawa tu ye mera
sapna pura hoga na tera
he ha mujhe tumse mohabbat hai
na mujhe tumse shikayat hai

dil tujho na dungi
dil tera na lungi
ye hai mera faisla
he ha mujhe tumse mohabbat hai
na mujhe tumse shikayat hai
haa naa haa naa haa naa
haa naa haa naa haa naa

My heart blooms with love for you,
No complaint finds root in my view.
I wither for you, it is true,
You for me, the sky's hue.
You are mine, and I am yours,
Yes, my heart blooms for you, it endures,
No complaint lingers, it assures.

Who knows not the worth of love's art,
What use is youth, a broken heart?
To bind with such a wandering soul,
Is death more sweet, to make me whole.
Yes, my heart blooms for you, it starts,
No complaint remains in its parts.

One day I'll show you, I swear,
In love, I'll make you tear.
Hear my claim, a promise kept,
Your dream's fulfillment, will be swept.
Yes, my heart blooms for you, my light,
No complaint remains in the night.

My heart I won't give, it is mine,
Nor yours will I take, a design.
This is my decree, a final word,
Yes, my heart blooms, unheard.
No complaint, a song I've heard.
Yes, no, yes, no, yes, no,
Yes, no, yes, no, yes, no.