kajra mohabbat vala ankhiyo me aisa dala
kajre ne le li meri jaan
hay re mai tere kurban
duniya hai mere pichhe lekin mai tere pichhe
apana bana le meri jan
hay re mai tere kurban
kajra mohabbat vala ankhiyo me aisa dala
kajare ne le li meri jan
hay re mai tere kurban

aai ho kaha se gori aankho me pyar le ke
aai ho kaha se gori aankho me pyar le ke
chadhati javani ki ye pahli bahar le ke
dilli shahar ka sara mina bazar le ke
dilli shahar ka sara mina bazar le ke
jhumka bareli vala kano me aisa dala
jhumke ne le li meri jaan
hay re mai tere kurban
duniya hai mere pichhe lekin mai tere pichhe
apana bana le meri jan
hay re mai tere kurban

motar na bangala magun jhumka na haar mangu
motar na bangala magun jhumka na haar mangu
dil ko jalane vale dil ka karar mangu
saiya bedardi mere thoda sa pyar magun
saiya bedardi mere thoda sa pyar magun
kismat bana de meri duniya basa de meri
kar le sagai meri jan hay re mai tere kurban
kajra mohabbat vala ankhiyo me aisa dala
kajare ne le li meri jan
hay re mai tere kurban

jab se hai dekha tujhko ho gae gulam tere
jab se hai dekha tujhko ho gae gulam tere
aana bana le gori aeyenge kam tere
apana ye jivan sara likh dege nam tere
apana ye jivan sara likh dege nam tere
kurta ye jali vala uspar motiyan ki mala
kurte ne le li meri jan hay re mai tere kurban
duniya hai mere pichhe lekin mai tere pichhe
apana bana le meri jan hay re mai tere kuraban
kajra mohabbat vala ankhiyo me aisa dala
kajare ne le li meri jan
hay re mai tere kurban

Love's kohl, a darkness in her eyes, a spell,
That stole my very soul, a captive I fell.
Oh, I would give myself, my life, to you,
The world pursues, yet I pursue anew.
Embrace me, love, and make me thine own,
Oh, I would give myself, my life, alone.
Love's kohl, a darkness in her eyes, a spell,
That stole my very soul, a captive I fell.

From where do you come, fair one, with love's bright gleam,
With eyes that hold a lover's waking dream?
From where do you come, fair one, a vision pure,
With all youth's promise, beauty to endure?
From Delhi's markets, treasures you have sought,
From Delhi's markets, wonders you have brought.
Those jhumkas, dangling, from Bareilly's grace,
Stole my very soul within this place.
Oh, I would give myself, my life, to you,
The world pursues, yet I pursue anew.
Embrace me, love, and make me thine own,
Oh, I would give myself, my life, alone.

No mansion, nor car, nor jewels I crave,
No baubles, but the heart's true yearning save.
No mansion, nor car, nor jewels I crave,
I seek the love that my heart's fire gave.
My cruel beloved, I ask for love's sweet art,
My cruel beloved, a piece of your heart.
Make fate my own, and build my world anew,
Let us be bound, my love, I offer you.
Love's kohl, a darkness in her eyes, a spell,
That stole my very soul, a captive I fell.

Since first I saw you, I am bound to you,
Since first I saw you, my heart felt true.
Embrace me, love, my service to employ,
My life, my all, your name shall now enjoy.
This patterned shirt, with pearls so bright and bold,
That stole my very soul, more precious than gold.
Oh, I would give myself, my life, to you,
The world pursues, yet I pursue anew.
Embrace me, love, and make me thine own,
Oh, I would give myself, my life, alone.
Love's kohl, a darkness in her eyes, a spell,
That stole my very soul, a captive I fell.